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PSALMS AND HYMNS, 

ADAPTED TO 

CHRISTIAN DEVOTION, 
In publick and private. 

.SELECTED FROM THE BEST AUTHORS, WITH VARIATIONS 
A*ND ADDITIONS. 

"-..-v^..^ 

BY JEREMY BELKNAP, D. D. 

A NEW EDITION, 

WITH ADDITIONAL HYMNS. 



BOSTON : 

PUBLISHED BY THOMAS WELLS, 
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Lincoln & Edmands, Printer' 

1820. 



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in publick and private. Selected from the best Authors, with variations and additions. 
By Jeremy Belknap, ,D. D. A new edition, with additional Hymns," 

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QUrk of tbe District of Massachusett- 



PREFACE. 



DR. JOHNSON hath observed concerning de- 
votional poetry, that " the sanctity of the matter 
rejects the ornaments of figurative diction.'' Infe- 
rior subjects may be heightened by the charms of 
rhetorick, but this is too sublime to receive any 
decoration from human eloquence ; and we often 
debase it by making the attempt. 

Dr. Watts, in one of his hymns, hath said, 

" Join all the names of love and power 
*^ That ever men or angels bore ; 
^* All are too mean to speak his worth, 
''Or set Emanuel's glory forth." 

Yet, such was the imperfection of one of the best 
of men, that we frequently find in his divine poems, 
epithets and allusions taken from " mortal beau- 
ties," and applied to the Saviour, with a license dis- 
gusting to the spirit of devotion. It has been my 
aim to avoid these famiharities ; and either to 
change or omit such epithets and allusions. 

The names of the authors from whom this Selec- 
tion is made, are subjoined to each psalm or hymn ; 
excepting when they are unknown, or have re- 
quested concealment. Most of these names are fa- 
miliar to the readers of poetry ; but there is one, 
to whom 1 am largely indebted for some of the 
most elegant of these productions, who is but little 
known in this country, and of whom I conceive the 
following account will be acceptable to every 
reader. 



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PREFACE. 



" Anne Steele was the eldest daughter of a dis- 
senting minister at Broughton, in Hampshire , a 
man of piety, integrity, benevolence, and the most 
amiable simplicity of manners. She discovered in 
early life, her love of the muses, and often enter- 
tained her friends with the truly poetical and pious 
productions of her pen. But, it was her infelicitj^, 
as it has been of many of her kindred spirits, to have 
a capacious soaring mind enclosed in a very weak 
and languid body. She lived for the most part a 
life of retirement in the same peaceful village where 
^ she began and ended her days. The duties of 
friendship and religion occupied her time, and the 
pleasures of both constituted her delight. Her heart 
was apt to feel, often to a degree too painful for 
her own felicity ; but alwaj^s with the most tender 
f'-' and generous sympathy for her friends Vet, she 
possessed a native cheerfulness ; of which, even 
the agonizing pains she endured, in the latter part 
of her life, could not deprive her. In every short 
interval of abated suffering, she would, in a variety 
of ways, as well as by her enlivening conversation, 
give pleasure to all around her. Her life was a 
life of unalfected humility, warm benevolence, sin- 
cere friendship, and genuine devotion. She waited 
with christian dignity for the hour of her departure : 
when it came, she welcomed its approach ; and 
having taken an affectionate leave of her friends, 
closed her eyes with these animating words on her 
lips, " I know that my Redeemer liveth."* 

* This account is taken from the preface to the third 
volume of her '^miscellaneous pieces in prose and verse," 
pabhshed under the name of Theodosia, by the Rev. 
Caleb Evan^, ofBristpl, 1780, after her decease* 



PREFACE* 



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It is humbly apprehended, that a grateful and 
affectionate address to the exalted Saviour of man- 
kind, or a hymn in honour of the Eternal Spirit, 
cannot be disagreeable to the mind of God. To 
stigmatize such an act of devotion with the name of 
idolatry^ is (to say the least) an abuse of language. 
It cannot be justly charged with derogating from 
the glory due to the ONE God and Father of all, 
because he is the ultimate object of the honour 
which is given to his Son and to /?f& Spirit. 

In this Selection, those Christians who do not 
scruple to sing praises to their Redeemer and Sanc- 
tifier, will find materials for such a sublime enjoy- 
ment ; whilst others, whose tenderness of conscience 
may oblige them to confine their addresses to the 
Father only, will find no deficiency of matter suited 
to their idea of " the chaste and awful spirit of de- 
votion." 

Boston, May 10, 1795. 

N. B. The characters denoting the sharp or 
flat key, are prefixed to each psalm or hymn at my 
request, by the Rev. Dr. Morse, of Charlestown. 



THE Hymns from the 300th to the end, are acra- 
ed to this edition, and have been selected by a 
successor of the Rev. Author. It is hoped that they 
will increase the value of the Collection, and will 
serve to cherish that spirit of genuine devotion 
which the whole work is eminently adapted to pro- 
mote. 
Nov. 1812. 



PSALMS, 



PSALM I. Common Mctre^ # 

The Happiness of the Righteous and the Misery of the 
Wicked. 

1 Blest is the man who shuns the place 

Where sinners love to meet ; 
Who fears to tread their wicked ways, 
And hates the scoffer's seat : 

2 But in the statutes of the Lord 

Has plac'd his chief deHght ; 
By day he reads or hears the word, 
And meditates by night. 

3 He, like a tree of gen'rous kind, 

By Uving waters set, 
Safe from the storm and blasting wind, 
Enjoys a peaceful state. 

4 Green as the leaf, and ever fair 

Shall his profession shine ; 
Whilst fruits of holiness appear 
Like clusters on the vine. 

5 Not so th' impious and unjust ; 

What vain designs they form ! 
Their hopes are blown away like dust^ 
Or chaff before the storm. 

6 Sinners in judgment shall not stand 

Among the son§ of grace. 



PSALM 2. 

Wiicji) Christ, the Judge, at his right hand- 
Appoints his saints a place. 
7 His eye beholds the path they tread, 
His heart approves k well ; 
But crooked ways of sinners lead 
Down to the gates of hell. 

Watts. 



PSALM IL Common Metre, ' # 
The Exaltation of Christ. 

1 Attend, O earth, when God declares 

His uricontroird decree ; 
" Thou art my Son, this day, my Heir, 
Have I begotten thee. 

2 " Unon my holy Zion's hill 

" My King I thee ordain ; 
" And though thy foes dispute my will, 
Thou shalt for ever reign. 

3 " Ask and receive thy full demands, 

Thine shall tlie heathen be ; 
" The utmost limits of the lands 
" Shall be possessed by thee. ^ 

4 " Thy righteous sceptre thou shalt sway, 

" And all thy foes command ; 
" Just as the potter breaks the clay. 
^' And moulds it with his hand." 

5 Be wise,' ye princes, then ; give eai. 

Ye judges of the earth ; 
Worship the Lord with holy fear^ 
Rejoice with awful mirth, 

6 Approach the Son with due respectj 

To him, your homage pay ; 
Lest ye persist in your neglect, 
And perish in your way. 




PSALM 2. 



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7 If but in part his anger rise, 
Who can endure the flame ? 
Then blest are they whose hope relies 
On his most holy Name. 

Tate, varied. 
PSALM IL Short Metre, * 
The Death, Resurrection and Glory of Christ. 

1 Maker, and sov'reign Lord 

Of heav'n, and earth, and seas, 
Thy providence confirms thy word, 
And answers thy decrees. 

2 The things so long foretold 

By David, are fulfiird ; 
W hen Jews and Gentiles join'd to slay 
Jesus, thy holy Child. 

3 Why did the Gentiles rage, 

And Jews with one accord 
Unite their counsels to destroy 
Th' Anointed of the Lord ? 

4 Rulers and kings agree 

To form a vain design ; 
Against the Lord they join their pow'rs, 
Against his Christ combine* 

5 The Lord derides their rage. 

And will support his throne ; 
He who hath rais'd him from the dead, 
Hath own'd him for his Son. 

He asks, and God bestows 

A vast inheritance ; 
Far as the earth's remotest ends 
His kingdom shall advance. 

Watts. 



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PSA.LM 3, 4. 



PSALM 111. Common Metre. 5 
Doubts and Fears suppressed. 

1 My God, how many are my fears ! 

How fast my foes increase ! 
Their number, how it multiplies ! 
How fatal to my peace ! 

2 The lying tempter would persuade 

There's no relief from heav'n ; 
And all my swelling sins appear 
Too great to be forgiv'n. 

3 But thou, O Lord, art my defence, 
' On thee my hopes rely ; 

My sinking spirit thou vvilt raise,, 
And lift my head on high. 

4 In former times of deep distress 

To God I made my pray'r : 
He heard me from his holy hill ; 
Why should I now despair ? 

5 Guarded by him, I lay me down 

My sweet repose to take ; 
For I through him securely sleep, 
Through him in safety wake. 

6 Salvation to the Lord belongs, 

His arm alone can save ; 
Biessings attend thy people here. 
And reach beyond the grave. 

Tate and Watts, united and varied. 

PSALM IV. ver. 6, 7. Common Metre. # or 5 
True Happiness only in God. 

1 When fancy spreads her boldest wings, 
And wanders uncunfin'd. 
Amidst the varied scene of things 
Which entertain the mind ; 



PSALM 4. 



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2 In vain we trace creation o'er, 

In search of sacred rest ; 
The whole creation is too poor 
To make us fully blest. 

3 In vain would this low world employ 

Each flattVing specious wile ; 
For what can yield a real joy 
But our Creators smile ? 

4 Let earth with all her charms depart. 

Unworthy of the mind ; 
In God alone our restless heart 
An equal bliss can find, 

5 Great Source of all felicity, 

To thee our wishes tend ! 
Do not these w ishes rise from thee, 
And in thy favour end ? 

6 Thy favour, Lord, is all we want. 

Here would our spirit rest ; 
O seal the rich, the boundless grant. 
And make us fully blest ! 

Mrs. Steele. 

PSALM lY. ver. 8. Long Metre. * 
An Evening Song. 

1 Thus far the Lord has led me on. 
Thus far his povv'r prolongs my days. 
And ev'ry ev'iiing shall make known 
Some fresh memoriai of his grace. 

2 Much of my time has run to waste. 
And I, perhaps, am near my home ; 
But he forgives my foiiies past, 

And gives me strength for days to come* 

3 I lay my body down to sleep, 
Peac^ is the pillow for my head ; 



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PS ALM 5. 



His ever watchful eye shall keep 
Its constant guard around my bed. 

4 Faith in his name forbids my fear : 

may thy presence ne'er depart I 
And in the morning let me hear 
The love and kindness of thy heart. 

5 Thus when the night of death shall come^ 
My flesh shall rest beneath the ground ; 
And wait thy voice to break the tomb, 
With glad salvation in the sound. 

Wat^ts. 

PSALM V. Common Metre. , ^ 
For the Lord's Day Morning*. 

1 Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear 

My voice ascending high ; 
To thee will I address my pray'r, 
To thee direct mine eye. 

2 Thou art a God before whose sight 

The wicked shall not stand ; 
Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, 
Nor dwell at thy right hand. 

3 But to thy house will I resort, 

To taste thy mercies there ; 
I will frequent thine holy court. 
And worship in thy fear. 

4 O may thy Spirit guide my feet 

In ways of truth and grace ! 
Make ev'ry path of duty straight 
And plain before my face. 

5 The men who love and fear thy name 
Shall see their hopes fulfiU'd ; 

The mighty God will compass them 
With favour, as a shield. Watts 



PSALM 6, 1. 13 

PSALM VI. Common Metre. b 
Prayer in Sickness. 

1 In anger, Lord, rebuke me not, 

But spare a wretch forlorn ; 
Correct me not in thy fierce wrath, 
Too heavy to be borne. 

2 Sorrow and pain consume the day, 

I waste the night with cries, 
Counting the minutes as they pass, 
Till the slow morning rise. 

3 My tortur'd flesh distracts my mind, 

And fills my soul with grief ; 
How long, O Lord, W'ilt thou delay 
To grant me thy relief? 

4 The gloomy shades of death cannot 

Thy glorious acts proclaim ; 
No pris'ner of the silent grave 
Can magnify thy name. 

5 He hears when dust and ashes pray, 

He pities all my groans ; 
He saves me for his mercy's sake. 
And heals my broken bones. 

6 The virtue of his sov'reign word 

Restores my fainting breath ; 
To him will I devote that life 
Which he has sav'd from death. 

Tate and Watts uniied andvaHed. 

PSALM VII. Common Metre, * or b 
Confidence in God. 

1 My trust is in my heav'nly Friend, 
My hope in thee, my God ; 
Rise, and my helpless life defend 
From those who seek my blood. 
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PSALM 8. 



2 If malice lurk'd within my heart, 
Before thy piercing eyes, 

I should not dare appeal to thee, 
Nor ask my God to rise. 

3 Impartial Judge of all the world, 
I trust my cause to thee ; 

According to my righteousness 
So let thy sentence be. 

4 Let wicked arts of wicked men 

Be wholjy OA^erthrown ; 
But guard the just, O God, to whom 
The hearts of both are knov\ n. 

5 Then wdll I all the righteous ways 

Of Providence proclaim ; 
I'll sing the praise ;of God most high, 
And celebrate his name. 

Tate and Watts, united. 

PSALM VIIL Common Metre. ^ or \y 
Divine Coodescension. 

1 O Thou, to whom all creatures bow, 

Within this earthly frame ! 
Through all the world, how great cUt thoii. 
How glorious is thy D.ame ! 

2 Wheli heaven, thy glorious work on high^ 

Employs my wond'ring sight > 
The moon that nightly rules tlie sky. 
With stars of feebler light ; 

3 Lord, what is man ! that thou shouldst choose 

To keep him in thy mind ! 
Or what his race, that thou shouldst prove 
To them so wondrous kind ! 

4 Him next in power thou didst create 

To thy celestial train ; 




PSALM 8. 1^ 

OrdainM with dignity and state 

O'er all thy works to reign. 
'5 They jointly own tlis powerful sway, , 

The beasts that prey or graze ; 
The bird that wings its airy way, 

The fish that cuts the seas. 
6 O thou, to whom all creatures bow, 

Within this earthly frame, 
Through all the world, how great art thou ! 

How glorious is thy name ! 

Tate. 

PSALM VII I. Lo7ig Metre, b" 
Adam and Christ, or [he old and new Creation. 

1 Lord, w^hat w^as man when made at first, 
Adam, the offspring of the dust. 

That thou shouldst set him and his race, 
But just below an angel's place ? 

2 That thou shouldst raise his nature so, 
And make him Lord of all below ; 
Make every beast and bird submit, 
And lay the fishes at his feet ! 

3 But what sublimer glories wait 

To crown the second Adam's state ! 
What honours shall thy Son adorn. 
Who condescended to be born ! 

4 See him below his angels made ! 
See him in dust among the dead ! 
To save the world from death and sin : 
But he shall reign with power divine. 

5 The world to come, redeem'd from all 
t The mis'ries that attend the fall, 

I New made and glorious, shall submit 
At our exalted Saviour's feet. 

Watts. 



16 PSALM 9, 10. 



PSALM IX. ver. 10, 11. L. M. m 
Encouragement to Faith. 

1 Sing to the Lord, who loud proclaims 
His various and his saving names ; 

may they not be heard atone, 
But by our sure experience known. 

2 The great Jehovah be ador'd, 
Th' eternal, all-sufficient Lord ; 
Through all the world, most high confessed. 
By him 'twas form'd, and is possessed'. 

3 Awake, our noblest powers, to bless 
The God of Abra'm, God of Peace ; 
Now, by a dearer title known. 
Father and God of Christ his Son. 

4 Through every age his gracious ear 
Is open to his servant's pray'r ; * 
Nor can one humble soul complain 
That he has sought his God in vain. 

5 What unbelieving heart shall dare 
In whispers to suggest a fear. 
While still he owns his ancient name, 
The same his power, his love the same. 

6 To thee our souls in faith arise. 
To thee we lift expecting eyes, 
And boldly through the desert tread, 
For God will guard where God shall lead. 

Doddridge. 

PSALM X. Cojnjnon Metre, b 
A Prayer for Deliverance from Oppression. 

1 Why doth the Lord stand off so far. 

And why conceal his face. 
When great calamities appear, 
And times of deep distress ? 



PSALM 11. 



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2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride 

Thy justice and ^ thy power ? ^ 
Shall they erect their heads in pride, 
And better men devour ? 

3 Arise, O God ! lift up thy hand, 

Attend our humble try ; 
No enemy shall dare to stand, 
When God our help is nigh. 

4 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray, 

And still incline thine ear ; 
Thou knawest what thy children say. 
And thou their voice wilt hear. 

5 Proud tyrants shall no more oppress, 

No more despise the just ; 
And mights^ sinners shall confess 
They are but earth and dust. 

Watts. 

PSALM XI. Long Metre. b 
The Justice of Divine Providence. 

1 On God my steadfast hopes rely ; 
Why do my foes insulting cry, 
*'Fly like a tim'rous, trembling dove, 
"And seek the niountain's lonesome grove?" 

2 Behold the wicked aim their darts 
Against the men ,of upright hearts ! 
If government be overthrown, ^ 

Who then the injured cause will own ? 

3 The Lord, enthroned above the sky, 
On suffering virtue casts his eye ; 
Though he afflict his saints, to prove 

. Their patience, and to try their love ^ 



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FSALM 12. 



4 Yet lawless hands and hearts impure. 
His frowns vindictive will endure ; 
His lightning wings ics rapid way, 
His thunder fills them with dismay. 

5 Where truth and justice hold their place, 
God will reveal his gracious face ; 
Delighted in the upright mind 

His own reflected beams to find. 

Merrick, with additions. 



PSALM XII. Common Metre, t> 
Corruption of Manjners. 

1 Help, Lord ! for men of virtue fail, 

Rehgion loses ground ; 
The sons of wickedness prevail, 
And treacheries abound. 

2 Their oaths and promises they break 

Yet act the flatt'rer's part ; 
With fair deceitful lips they speak, 
And with a double heart. 

3 Scoffers appear on ''every side, ^ 

Where a vile race of men ' 
Are rais'd to seats of power and pride. 
And bear the sword in vain. 

4 Lord, when iniquities abound, 

AM blasphemy grows bold ; 
When faith is hardly to be found, 
And love is waxen cold ; 

6 Is not thy chariot hastening on ? 
Hast thou not given the sign ? 
May we not trust and live upon 
A promise so divine ? 



PSALM 13, 



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6 Thy word, like silver seven times try'd, 
Through ages shall endure ; 
The men who in thy truth confide, 
Shall find thy promise sure. 

Watts. 



PSALM XIII. Common Metre. b 
Complaint under Temptation. 

1 How long wilt thou conceal thy face ? 

My God, how long delay ? 
When wilt thou send thy heavenly rays 
To drive my fears a,way ? 

2 How long shall my distressed soul , 

Struggle and toil in vain ? 
Thy word can all my foes control, 
And ease my raging pain. 

3 Be thou my sun, and thou my shield, 

My soul in safety keep ; 
Make haste, before my eyes are seal'd 
In death's eternal sleep. 

4 How would the tempter boast aloud, 

If I become his prey, 
And all the host of hell grow proud, 
At thy so long delay ! 

5 But they shall fly at thy rebuke, 

And Satan hide his head ; 
He knows the terrors of thy look, 
And hears thy voice with dread. 

6 Thou wilt display that sovereign grace 

On which my hopes have hung ; . 
I shall employ my lips in praise, 
And vict'ry shall be sung. 

Watts, 



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PSALM 14, 15. 



PSALM XIV. Common Metre. b 
Universal Depravity. 

1 Fools in their hearts believe and say, 

That all religion's vain ; 
" There is no God that reigns on high, 
Or minds th' affairs of men." 

2 From thoughts so dreadful and profane 

Corrupt discourse proceeds ; 
And by their impious hands are done 
Abominable deeds. 

3 The Lord, from his celestial throne, 

Look'd down on things below, 
To find the men that sought his grace, 
Or did his justice know. 

4 He saw that all were gone astray, 

Their practice all the same ; 
That none did fear his Maker's hand, 
That none did love his name. 

5 Their tongues are us'd to speak deceit, 

Their slanders never cease ; 
How swift to mischief are their feet, 
Nor know the paths of peace ! 

6 Such seeds of sin, that bitter root, 

In every heart are found ; 
Nor will they bear diyiner fruit 
Till grace refine the ground. 

^ Watts. 



PSALM XV. Cornmon Metre, 2£ or b 
The Citizen of Zion. 

1 Lord, who's the happy man that may 
To thv blest courts repair ? 
And whilst he bows before thy throne, 
Shall find acceptance there ? 



PSALM 15. 



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2 'Tis he, whose truly honest heart 

By rules of virtue moves ; 
Whose gen'rous tongue disdains to speak 
The thing his heart disproves : 

3 Who never will a slander forge, 

His neighbour's fame to wound ; 
Nor hearken to a false report, 
By malice whisper'd round : 

4 Who vice, when drest in pomp and powbr, 

Can treat with just neglect ;^ 
And piety, though cloth'd in rags, 
Religiously respect : 

5 Who to his plighted vows and trust 

Has ever firmly stood ; 
And though he promise to his loss, 
He makes his promise good : 

6 Who seeks not in oppressive ways 

His treasure to employ ; 
Whom no reward can ever bribe 
The guiltless to destroy : 

7 The nian, who by his steady course 

Has happiness insur'd. 
When earth's foundations shake, shall stand. 
By Providence secur'd. 

Tate. 

PSALM XV. Long Metre, 221 or b 
The Virtues of a Christian. 

1 Who shall ascend thy heavenly place, 
Great God, and dwell before thy face ? 
The man who loves religion now. 
And humbly walks with God below ; 

2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean, 
Whose hps still speak the thing they mean ; 



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PSALM 16. 



No siund^is dvveii apoa his tongae, 
He hates to do his neigabour wrong. 

3 He wiii not trust an iii report, 

Nor vent it to his neighbour's hurt ; 
. Sinners oi state he can despise, 
But saints are honour'd in nis eyes. 

4 Firm to his word he ever stood, 
And ahvays makes his promise good ; 
Nor will he change the thing he sw^ears* 
Whatever pain or loss he .bccirs. 

5 He never deals in bribing gold, 

And mourns that justice should be sold ; 

If others vex and grind the poor, 

Sweet charity attends his door. ^ 

6 He loves liis enemies, and prays 1 
For those who curse him to his face ; | 
And doth to all men still the same 
That he could hope or wish from them. 

7 Yet, when his holiest w^orks are done,, 
His soul depends on grace alone : 
Tiiis is the man th}^ lace ^hall see. 
And dvvcU forever, Lord, with thee. 

Watts. 

PSALM XVI. First Part. L. M. b 
Good Works profitable to Men. 

1 Preserve me. Lord, in time of need; 
For succour to thy throne I fiee ; 

But have no nierit there to plead. 
My goodness cannot reach to thee. 

2 Oft have my heart and tongue confest 
How empt\' and how poor I am ; 
My praise can never make thee blest^ 
Nor add new glory to thy name» 



^SALM 16. 



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3 Yet, Lord, thy siin^s oii e^trth may reap 
Some profit by the r;oo(1 i do ; 
These are the coni}) i ly 1 keep. 
These are the choicest friends / 1 now. 

4 Let others choose the sons of i >.r. 
To give a rehsh to their ^ :e ; 

I love the men of heav niy birih 
Whose works and language are divine. 

\Vatts. 



PSALM XVI. Second Part. C. M. b 
The Blessing's of Nature and Grace. 

1 Let heathens to their idols haste. 
And worship \vood or stone ; 

But my delightful lot is cast 
Where the true God is known. 

2 Li tliis enlighten'd, pleasant land, 
My happy portion lies ; 

"Where nature's ever bounteous hand 
All human want supplies. 

3 Tlierefore my soul shall bless the Lord, 
Whose precepts give me light. 

And consolation still afford 
In sorrow's dismal night. 

y 4 I strive each action to approve 
To thine all-seeing eye ; 
No danger shall my hope remove, 
For thou art ever nigh. 

5 Thou shalt the paths of life display, 
Which to thy presence lead v 
Where pleasures dwell without allay, 
And joys which never fade. 

Watts and Tate yaried. 



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PSALM XVI. Third Part. C. M. m 
The Death and Resurrection of Christ. 

1 "I Set the Lord before my face, 

" He bears my courage up ; 
My heart and tongue their joys express^ 
P My flesh shall rest in hope. 

2 " My spirit, Lord, thou wilt not leave 

" Where souls departed are ; 
" Nor quit my body to the grave, 
" To see corruption there. 

3 " Thou wilt reveal the path of life, 

" And raise me to thy throne : ' 
^' Thy courts immortal pleasure give, 
" Thy presence, joys unknown." 

4 Thus in the name of Christ the Lord 

The holy David sung ; 
And Providence fulfils the word 
Of his prophetic tongue. 

5 Jesus, whorn every saint adores, 

Was crucify 'd and slain ; 
Behold the tomb its prey restores ! 
Behold he lives again ! 

6 When shall my feet arise and stand 

On heaven's eternal hills ? 
There sits the Son, at Godi's right hand, 
And there the Father smiles. 

' ^ Watts. 



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PSALM XVIL Co7nmon Metre. b 
The transforming Vision of God. 

1 My God, the visits of thy face 
Afford superior joy. 
To all the flatt'ring world can give, 
Or mortal hopes employ. 



P SALM 17. 25 

clouds and darkness intervene, 
My brightest joys decline ; 
And earth's gay trifles oft ensnare 
This wand 'ring heart of mine. 

3 Lord, guide this vvand'ring heart to thee ; 

Unsatisfy'd I stray ; 
Break through the shades rf sense and sin. 
With thy eniiv'iiing ray. 

4 O let thy beams resplendent shine, 

And every cloud remove ; 
Transform my powers, and fit my soul 
For happier scenes above. 

5 Lord, raise my faith, my hope, my heart, 

To those transporting joys ; 
Then shall I scorn each little snare, 
Which this vain world employs. 

6 Then, though I sink in death's cold sleep, 

To life I shall awake ; 
And, in the likeness of my God, , 
Of heav'nly bliss partake. 

Mrs. Steele. 



PSALM XVII. Long Metre, ^ 
The Resurrection. 

1 What sinners value I resign ; 
Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine ; 
I shall beKold thy blissful face, 

A.nd stand complete in righteousness. 

2 This life's a dream, an empty show ; 
But the bright world to which I go, 
Hath joys substantial and sincere ; ' 
When shall I wake and find me there f 

3 O glorious hour ! O blest abode ! ' 
I shall be near and like my God. 



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PSALM 18. 



And flesh and sense no more control 
The sacred pleasures of the soul. 
4 My flesh shall slumber in the ground 
Tiil the last trumpet^s joyful sound ; 
Then burst the chains \vith glad surprise, 
And in my Saviour's image rise. 

Watts, 

~ PSALM XVIII. First Part. L. M. b 
Confidence in divine Protection. 

1 No change of times shall ever shock 
My firm affection, Lord, to thee ; 
For thou hast always been a rock, 
A fortress and defence to me. 

2 Thou my deliv'rer art, my God ; 
My trust is in thy mighty power ; 

^ Thou art my shield frora foes abroad, 
At home my safeguard and my tower. 

3 To heaven I made my mournful prayer^ 
To God addressed my humble cry ; 
Who graciously inclin'd his ear, 

And heard me from his throne on high. 

4 The Lord did on my side engage. 
From heaven wxy righteous cause upheld^ 
And sav'd me from the furious rage 

Of threat'ning waves that proudly swelPd. 

5 Thou to the just shalt justice shovr, 
The pure thy purity shall see ; 
Such as perversely choose to go. 
Shall meet with due returns fi^om thee, 

6 Who then deserves to be ador'd 

But God, on whom my hopes depend ? 
Or who, except the mighty Lord, 
Can with resistless power defend ? 

Tate. 



PSALM 18. 



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PSALM XVllI. Sec. Part. L. AL ^ or b 
God executing Judgment on his Enemies. 

1 Incumbent on the bending sky, 
The Lord descended from on highj 
And bade the darkness of the pole 
Beneath his feet tremendous roll. 

2 Thick woven clouds around him cios'd. 
His secret residence compos'd ; 

And waters, high suspended, spread 
, Their dark pavilion o'er his head. 

3 His voice th', Almighty Monarch reiu-'d, 
Thro' heaven's high vault in thunder heard ; 
And down in fiercer conflict came 
Tremendous hail and mingled flame. 

4 With aim direct, his shafts were sped. 
In vain his foes before them fled ; 
Around his dreadful lightnings stray, 
And sure destruction marks their w^ay, 

5 Earth's basis, open to the ej'e, 
And ocean's, springs were seen to lie, 

the tempestuous fury pass'd, ' 
And o'er them rag'd the dreadful blast. 

Merrick. 



PSALM XVUI. Third Part. L, M, b 
Sincerily proved, or the Equity of Providence. 

1 LoKB, thou hast seen- my soul sincere. 

Hast made thy .truth and love appear ; 

Before my eyes, I set thy laws, 

And thou hast own'd my righteous cause. 
,2 Since I have learnt thy holy ways. 

My actions have procjaim'd thy priiise ; 

Or n my feet did e'er depart, 

'T^\'as never with a wicked heart. 



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PSALM 18. 



2 

ii 



3 What sore temptations broke my rest ; 
What wars and strugglings in my breast ! 
But through thy grace that reigns within^ 
1 hope to conquer every sin. 

4 With an impartial hand, the Lord 
Deals out to mortals their reward ; 
The kind and faitliful souls shall find 
A God more faithful and more kind. 

5 The just and pure shall ever say 
God is more pure and just than they ; 
And men that love revenge shall know 
God hath an arm of vengeance too. 

Watts. 

PSALM XVlir. Fourth Part. C. M. « 
Thanksgiving for Victory. 

1 To thine almighty arm we owe 
The triumph df the day ; 
Thy terrors, Lord, confound the foe, 
And melt their strength away. 

'Tis by thine aid our troops prevail, 

And break united powers ; 
By thee their lofty walls we scale, 
Or burn their proudest towers. 

God speaks ! and at his fierce rebuke 

Wbole armies are dismay'd ; 
Jlis voice, his frown, his angry look, 
Strike all their courage dead. 

He forms our soldiers for the field. 

With all their martial skill ; 
Instructs their hand the sword to wield, 
And gives them hearts of steel. 



PSALM 19. 



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5 The Lord our Saviour ever lives, 
His name be ever blest ; 
His powerful arm the vict'ry gives, 
And gives his people rest. 

Watts. 



PSALM XIX. First Part. C. J\L ^ 
The Voice of Nature proclaiming God. 

1 The heavens declare thy glory, Lord^ 

Which that alone can fill ; 
The firmapient and stars express 
Their great Creator's skill. 

2 The dawn of each returning day 

Fresh beams of knowledge brings ; 
And from the dark returns of night, 
Divine instruction springs. 

>^ Their powerful language to no realm 
Or region is confin'd ; 
'Tis nature's voice, and. understood 
Alike by all mankind. 

4 Their doctrine does its sacred sense 
: Through er^th's extent display, 

^ Whose bright contents the circling sun 
I Does round the world convey. 

5 No bridegroom, on his nuptial day, 

Has such a cheerful face ; 
; No giant does like him rejoice 
i To run his glorious race. 

6 From east to west, from west to east^ 
I His restless course he goes ; 

I And, through his progress, cheerful light 
I And vital warmth bestows. 



30 . PSALM 19. 

PSALM XIX. Sec. Part. C. M, ^ or b 
The Excellency of Scripture. 

1 GoD^s perfect law converts the soul, 

Reclaims from false desires ; 
With sacred wisdom his sure word 
The ignorant inspires. 

2 The statutes of the Lord are just, 

And bring sincere delight ; 
His pure commands in search of truth 
Assist the feeblest sight. 

3 His perfect w^orship here is fix'd. 

On sure foundations laid 
His equal laws are in the scales 
Of truth and justice weighed. 

4 Of more esteem' than goldeh mines, 

Or gold refin'd with skill ; 
More sweet than honey, or the drops 
Which from the comb distil. 

5 My trusty counsellors they are, 

And friendly warning give ; ' 
Divine rewards attend on those 
Who by thy precepts live. 

6 But what frail man observes how oft 

He does from virtue fall ? 
O cleanse me from my secret faults, . 
Thou God, who know'st them all. 

' Tate. 

PSALM XIX. Long Metre, m 
Nature and Scripture compared, 

1 The heavens declare thy glory. Lord, 
In every star thy wisdom shines ; ' 
But when our eyes behold thy word. 
We read thy n^e in fairer lines. 



PSALM 19. 



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2 The rolliftg sun, the changing light, 
And nights and days thy power confess ; 
But the blest volume thou hast writ 
Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 

3 Sun, moon and stars convey thy praise 
Through the whole earth, and never stand ; 
So when thy truth began its race, 

It touched and glanc'd on every land. 

4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest. 

Till through the world thy truth has run ; 
Till Christ hath all the nations blest 
That see the light or feel the sun. 

5 Great Sun of righteousness, arise ; 
Bless the dark w orld with heavenly light ; 
Thy gospel makes the simple wise, 
Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 

6 Thy noblest w^onders here w^e view, 
In souls renew 'd and sins forgiven ; 
Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew, 
And make thy word my guide to heaven. 

Watts. 

PSALM XIX. Six Line L. M. ^ 

1 Gr eat God, the heaven's well order'd frame 
Declares the glory of thy name ; 

Here thy rich works of wonder shine ; 
A thousand starry beauties there, 
A thousand radiant marks appear ^ 

Of boundless power and skill divine. 

2 From night to day, from day to night. 
The dawning and the dying light 

Lectures of heavenly wisdom read ; 
With silent eloquence, they raise 
Our thoughts to our Creator's praise, 

And neither sound nor language need> 



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PSALM 19. 



3 Yet their divine instructions run 
Far as the circuit of the sun, » ^ 

And every nation knows their voice ; 
Where'er he spreads his beams abroad. 
He publishes his Maker, God, 

Rolls round, and makes the earth rejoice^ 

4 But when we read thy written word, 
What light and joy those leaves afford ! 

These are our study and delight : 
Not honey so invites the taste, 
Nor gold that hath the furnace past. 

Appears so pleasing to the sight. 

5 From the difecov'ries of thy law. 
The perfect rules of life w e draw^ ; 

But 'tis thy blessed gospel, Lord, 
Which makes our guilty conscience clean. 
Converts our soul, subdues our sin. 

And gives a free but large reward. 

6 Who knows the errors of his thoughts ! 
Forgive, O Lord, our secret faults, 

And from presumptuous sins restrain : 
Accept the tribute of our praise, 
That we have read thy book of grace, 

And book of nature, not in vain. 

Watts. 

PSALM XIX. Short Metre. 
For the Lord's Day Morning. 

1 B £ H o L D , the morning sun 

Begins his glorious way, 
His beams through all the nations run, 
And life and light convey. 

2 But where the gospel comeS; 

It spreads diving light : 



PSALM 20. 



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It calls dead sinners from their tombs, 
And gives the blind their sight, 

3 How perfect is thy word ! 

And all thy judgments just ! 
For ever sure thy promise, Lord^ 
And we securely trust. 

4 My gracious God, how plain 

Are thy directions given.! 
O may 1 never read in vain, ^ 
But find the path to heaven ! 

5 I hear thy word with love ; 

help me to obey ! 

Send thy good Spirit from above. 
To guide me, lest I stray. 

6 Whilst with my heart and tongue 

1 spread thy praise abroad ; 
Accept the worship and the song, 

My Saviour and my God. 

Watts. 

I ^ PSALM XX. Long Metre. b 

^ For a Day of Prayer in War. 

1 New may the God of power and grace 
Attend his humble people's cry ; 
Jehovah hears when Israel prays, 
And sends delivYance from on high. 

2 The name of Jacob's God defends 
Better than shields or brazen walls : 
He from his sanctuary sends 
Succour and strength when Zion calls 

3 Well he remembers all our sighs^ 
His love exceeds our best deserts ; 
His love accepts the sacrifice 

Of humble groans and broken hearts. 



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PSALM 2L 



4 In his salvation is our hope, 

And in the name of God, the Lord, 
Our troops shall lift their banners up, 
Our ships shall spread their flags abroad.. 

5 Some trust in horses train'd for war, 
And some of chariots make their boast : 
Our surest expectations are 

From thee, the Lord of heavenly host. 

6 Save us, O Lord, from guilty fear, 
And let our hopes be firm and strong ; 
Till thy salvation shall appear. 

And joy and triumph raise the song. 

Watts. 

PSALM XXI. Long Metre. m 
The Exaltation of Christ. 

1 David rejoic'd in God his sti^ength, 
Rais'd to the throne by special grace ; 
But Christ the Son appears at length, 
Fulfils the triumph and the praise. 

2 How great is the Messiah's joy « 
In the salvation of thy hand ! 

Lord, thou hast rais'd his kingdom hijjh, 
And giv'n the world to his command. 

3 Thy goodness grants whate'er he will, 
Nor doth the least request withhold ; 
Blessings of love prevent him stilF, 
And crowns of glory, not of gold. 

4 Hon ur and majesty divine 
Around his sacred temples shine ; 
Bicst vvith the favour of thy face, 
„Vnd length of everlasting daj^s., 

Watt? 



PSALM 22. 



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PSALM XXII. First Part. CM. b 
The Sufferings and Glory of Christ. 

1 " Now, in the hour of deep distress, 
" My God, support thy SON, 

" When horrors dark my soul oppress, 
O leave me not aione !" 

2 Thus did our sufPring Saviour pray, 
With mighty cries and tears ; 

God heard him in that dreadful day, 
And chas'd away his fears. 
I Great was the vict'ry of his death, 
His throne exalted stands ; ^ 
And all the nations of the earth 
Sh^ll bow to his commands. 
^4 A numerous ofispring shall reward 
The Saviour's dying groans ; 
I call them," saidi the glorious Lord, 
" My daughters and ray sons." - 
■ 5 The meek and humbte souls shall see 
His table richly spread ; 
And all that seek the Lord shall be 
With joys immortal fed. 

' Watts, varied, 

PSALM XXn. Second Part. L. M. b 
Christ's Death and R-e^urrection. 

1 Now let our mournful songs record 
The dying sorrows of our Lord, ' 
When he complain'd in tears and bloody 
Like one forsaken of his God. 

2 The Jews beheld him thus forlorn, 

I And shook their heads, and laugh'd in scorn; 
" He rescu'd others from the grave, 
"^'Now let him try himself to save. 



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PSALM 22. 



3 " Behold the Man who did pretend 
" God was his father and his friend ; 
" If God the blessed lov'd him so, ' 

Why doth he fail to help him now V" 

4 O hardened people ! cruel priests ! 

How they stood round like savage beasts ! 

Like lions gaping to devour, 

When God had put him in their power ! 

5 They wound his head, his hands, his feet, \ 
Till streams of blood each other meet ; 
By lot his garments tliey divide, 

And mock the pangs in which he dy'd. 

6 But God his Father heard his cry ; 
Rais'd from the dead, he reigns on high ; 
The nations learn his righteousness. 
And humble sinners taste his grace. 

Watts. 



PSALM XXII. Third Part. C. M. ^ or b 
Obedience to God due from all Men. 

1 Let all the various tribes of men 

To God their homage pay ; 
And distant nations of the earth, 
One sovereign Lord obey. 

2 'Tis his prerogative supreme 

O'er subject kings to reign ; 
'Tis just that he should rule the worlds 
Who does the world sustain. 

3 The. rich, whom he witli plenty feeds, 

His goodness shall confess ; 
The sons of want, whom he relieves, 
Their bounteous patron bless. 

4 With humble confidence to God 

Let all for aid repair ; 



PSALM 23. 



For he who first their beings gave. 
Will make them still his care. 
5 Blest time ! when all of humau birth. 
Devoted to his name. 

Shall to their heirs, his sacred truth 
And glorious acts proclaim. 

Tate varied, 

PSALM XXIII. 'Common Metre, 
God's tender Care of his People. 

1 The Lord himself, the mighty Lord, 

Is pleas'd to be my guide ; 
The shepherd by Avhose constant care 
My wants are all supply'd. 

2 Li tender grass he makes me feed, 

And gendy there repose ; 
Then leads me to cool shades, and. where 
Refreshing water flows. 

3 He does my wandVing feet reclaim, 

And, to his endless praise, 
Listruct with humble zeal to walk 
In his most righteous ways. 

4 rU pass the gloomy vale of death, 

From fear and danger free ; 
For there his aiding rod and staff 
Defend and comfort me, 

5 With lib'ral and unceasing care. 

He does my table spread ; 
He crowns my cup with cheerful wine, 
With oil anoints my head. 

6 Since God doth thus his wondrous love 

Through all my life extend, ' 
That life to him I will devote, 
And in his temple spend. 

Tate, 

4 



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PSALM 23. 



PSALM XXIil. Short Metre. ^ 
Ood'o tender Care of his People. 

1 The Lord my shepherd is, 

I shall be well supply'd \ 
Since he is mine, and I am his. 
What can I want beside ? 

2 Re leads me to the place 

Where heav'nly pasture grows, 
Where liviiig waters gently pass, 
And full salvation flows. 

3 If e'er I go astray, 

He doth my soul reclairn ; 
Anri guides me in his own right way, 
For his most holy name. 

4 Whilst he affords his aid, 

I cannot yield to fear ; [shade, 
Tho' I should walk through death's dark 
My God is with me there. 

5 In sight of all my foes. 

He does my table spread ; ' 
My cup w^ith blessings overflows. 
And joy exalts my head. 

6 The bounties of his love 

Shall crown my future days ; 
Nor from his house will I remove, 
Nor cease to speak his praise. 

Watts. 

PSALM XXm. Six Line Long Metre, ^ 
God our Shepherd. 

1 The Lord my pasture shall prepare, 
And feed me with a shepherd's care ; 
His presence shall my wants supply, 
And guard me wdth a watchful eye. 



PSALM 24. 



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My noon-daj' waiKs he snail attend, 
And all my midnight hours defend. 

2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, 
Or on the thirsty mountain pant ; 
To fertile vales, and dewy meads, 
My weary wand'ring steps he leads ; 

- Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, 
Amidst the verdant landscapes flow. 

3 'fhough in a bare and rugged way. 
Through devious, lonely wilds I stray, 
His bounty shall my pains oeguile, 
The barren wilderness shall smile. 
With lively greens and herbage crown'd, 
And streams shall murmur all around. 

4 Though in the paths of death I tread, 
With gloomy horrors overspread, 
My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, 
For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; 

' Thy friendly staff shall give me aid, 
And guide me through tlie dismal shade. 

Addison. 

PSALM XXIV. Common Metre, ^ 
The Man wliom God approves. 

This spacious earth is all the Lord's, 

The Lord's her fulness is ; 
The world, and they Vv^ho dwell therein, 

By sov'reign right are his. 
He fix'd the land and spread the seas, 

With all which they contain ; 
Then man in his own image formed, 

O'er all these works to reign. 
But for himself, this Lord of all 
One chosen seat design'd : 



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PSALM 24. 



O who shall to that sacred iiilL 
Desir'd admittance find ? 

4 The man whosfe hands and heart are pure. 

Whose thoughts from pride are free ; 
Who honest poverty prefers 
To gainful perjurj', 

5 This is the man on whom the Lord 

Shall shower his blessings down ; 
Whom God his Saviour shall be pleas'd 
With righteousness to crown. 

6 Such is the character of those 

Who seek tlie face of God ; 
Whose happy feet shall stand within 
The place of his abode. 

Tate varied. 
PSALM XXIV . L(yiig Metre. ^ 

Heaven the Residence of SriiiHs, and the Ascension of 
thrist. 

1 Th IS ^spacious eaith is all the Lord's, 
And men and worms and beasts and birds ; 
He rals'd the building on the seas, 

And gave it for their dwelling place. 

2 But there's a brighter world on high, 
Thy palace, Lord, above the sky ; 
Who shall ascend that i Jest abode, 
And dwell so near his ?ilaker, God ? 

3 He who abhors and fears to sin, 

Whose heart is pure, whose hands are clean. 
Him shall the Lord, the Saviour bless. 
And clothe his soul with righteousness, 

4 These ere the men, the pious race 
Who seek the God of Jacob's face ; 
These shall enjoy the blissful sight, 
Arid dwell in everlasting light. 



PSALM 25. 41 



5 Rejoice, ye shining worlds on high, ' 
|| Behold the King of glory nigh ! 

Who can this King of glory be ? 
The mighty Lord, the Saviour's he. 

6 Ye heav'nly gates, your leaves display, 
To make the Lord, the Saviour way ; 
Laden with spoils from earth and hell, 
The Conq'ror comes, with God to dwell. 

. 7 Rais'd from the dead, he goes before, 
He opens heaven's eternal door, 
To give his saints a blest abode 
With their Redeemer and their God. 

Watts. 

PSALM XXV. Short Metre, b~ 
Seeking" Divine Forgiveness and Direction. 

1 To God I lift my eyes, ' 

My trust is in his name ; 
And they whose hope on him relies, 
Shall nevfer suffer shame, 

2 From the first dawning light 

Till the dark evening's shade, 
For thy salvation, Lord, I wait, 
And ask thy heaV'nly aid. 

3 Remember all thy grace, ^ 

And lead rne in thy truth ; 
Forgive the sins of riper age, 
And follies of my youth. 

4 Thro' all the ways of God,^ 

Both truth and mercy shine, 
To those who with religious hearts 
To his blest will incline. 

5 He those in safety guides 

Who his direction seek, 
4^ 



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PSALM 26. 



And in his sacred paths will lead 
The humble and the meek. 

6 For thy own goodness' sake, 

Save thou my soul from shame ; 
And pardon all my sins, though great, 
Thro' my Redeemer's name. 

-Tate^ and Watts anited and varied. 



PSALM XXVI. Long Metre. b 
Self Examination. 

1 Judge me, O God, and prove my waysv 
And try my reins, and try my heart ; 
My faith upon thy promise stays, 

Nor from thy word my feet depart. 

2 I hate to walk, I hate to sit 
With men of vanity and lies ; 
The scofter and the hypocrite 
In my esteem shall never rise. 

3 In innocence I'll wash my hands, 
From pride and guilt and folly clear ; 
Then at thy sacred altar stand. 
And hope to find acceptance there. 

4 I love thy habitation. Lord, 

The temple where thy honours dwell : 
There shall I hear thy holy word. 
And there thy works of wonder tell. 

5 Let not my soul be join'd at last 
With men of treachery and blood ; 
Since I my days on earth have past 
Among the saints, and near my God, 

Watts varied. 



PSALM 27. 



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PSALM XXVII. Common Metre, * or b 
The Church is our Safety and Delight. 

1 The Lord of glory is my light, 

And my salvation too ; ^ 
God is my strength, nor will I fear 
What mortal flesh can do. 

2 One privilege my heart desires ; 

O grant me an abode 
Among the churches of thy saints. 
The temples of my God ! 

3 There shall I offer my requests, 

And see thy glory still ; 
Shall hear thy messages of love. 
And learn thy holy will. 

4 When troubles rise and stormsr appear, 

There may his children hide ; 
God has a strong pavilion, where 
He makes my soul abide. 

5 Should friends and kindred, near and dear. 

Leave me to want or die, 
My God would make my life his care, 
And all my need supply. 

6 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints. 

And keep your courage up ; 
He'll raise your spirit when it faints. 
And elevate your hope. 

Watts, 

PSALM XXVll. Long Metre. ^ 
The Safety of trusting* in God. 

1 The Lord, my Saviour, is my light. 
What terrors can my soul affright ?' 
Whilbt God, my strength, my life is near, 
What mortal shaU alarm my fear ? 



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PSALM 28- 



2 hta num'rous hosts besiege me round, 
My courage shall maintain its ground ; 
Tho' war should rise in dread array, 
God is my strength, my hope, my stay. 

3 This only bliss my heart desires. 
To this my ardent wish aspires, 

In God's own house to spend my days. 
To hear his w^ord and speak his praise. 

4 When troubles rise, my guardian God 
Will hide me safe in his abode : * 
Firm as a rock my hope shall stand, 
Sustain'd by his almighty hand. 

5 Should every earthly friend depart, 
Should love forsake a parent's heart ; , 
The Gooi on whom my hopes depend^ 
Will be my father and my friend. 

6 Ye humble souls, in every strait 

On God with faith and patience wait ; 
His hard shall life and strength afford ; 
Wait, therefore, ever on the Lord. 

Mrs, Steele. 

PSALM XXVill. Common Metre. 
The humble Suppliant trusting in God. 

O Lord, my rock, to thee I cry, 

In sighs consume my breath ; 
Hear me, O Lord, or I shall be 

Like those who sleep in death. ^ 
Regard my supplication, Lord, " 

The cries that I repeat. 
With weeping eyes and lifted hands, 

Before thy mercy seat. 
If wicked men thy works despise, 
Nor will thy grace adore, 



. PSALM 29. 45 

Thy justice shall avenge the cause. 
And build them up no more. 

4 But I, with gratitude inspir'd, ^ 

Thy praises will resound ; 
From whom, the cries of my distress 
A gracious answer found. 

5 As thou hast fiU'd my heart with joy ^ 

'Tis just that I should raise 
^ . The cheerful tribute of my thanks, 
And celebrate thy praise. 

6 Preserve thy people, Lord, and deign 

Thy heritage to bless ; 
Crown them with plenty and with peace, 
With honour and success. 

Tate varied. 

\ PSALM XXIX. Long Metre. ^~ 

I The Majesty of God in Tnunder. 

\ Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame, 

1 Give to the Lord renown and power ; 
' Ascribe due honours to his name, 

And his eternal might adore. 

2 The Lord proclaims his power aloud 
O'er the vast ocean, and the land ; 
His voice dissolves the wat'ry cloud, 
And lightnings blaze at his command. 

3 When he from heaven in thunder speaks, 
With majesty and terror crown'd. 

His voice the stately cedar breaks. 
And throws its scattered limbs around, 

4 His voice divides the flames of fire, 
Ai^d forked streaks of lightning sends ; 
The mountain trembles at his ire. 
The lofty forest lowly bends. 



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PSALM 30. 



5 His lightning rends the firmest rock, 
And pierces deep the solid ground ; 
The hinds affrighted feel the shock, 
And shudder at the awful sound. 

6 The Lord sits sovereign on the flood, 
The Thund'rer reigns forever king ; 
But inakes his church his blest abode, 
Where vi^e his praise securely sing. 

7 In gentler language, here the Lord 
The counsels of his grace imparts ; 
Amidst the raging storm, his word 
Speaks peace and comfort to our hearts. 

Watts and Tate united and varied. 

PSALM XXX. ComnQTi Metre. 
Prayer heard. 

1 Beneath my God's protecting arm^ 

How did my soul rejoice ! 
And fondly hop'd no future harm 
Would interrupt my joys. 

2 Lord, 'twas thy favour fix'd my rest ; 

Thy shining face withdrew, 
Then troubles filFd my anxious breast^ 
And pa^n'd my soul anew. 

3 Again to tliee, O gracious God, 

1 rais'd my mournful eyes ; 
To thee I spread my woes abroad, 
With suppiicatiog cries. 

4 What glorj^ can my death aftbrd, 

In the dark grave confin'd ? 
Shall senseless dust adore the Lord, 
Or call thy truth to mind ? 

5 Hear, O my God, in m.ercy hear, 

Attend my plaintive cry ; 



PSALM 30. 



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Be thou, my gracious Helper, near, 
And bid my sorrows fly. 

6 Again I hear the voice divine ; 
New joys exulting bound ; 

My robes of mourning I resign, 
xAnd gladness girds me round. 

7 Then let my utmost glory be 
To raise thy honours high ; 

Nor let my gratitude to thee 
In guilty silence die. . 

8 To thee, my gracious God, I raise 
~ My thankful heart and tongue ; 

O be thy goodness and thy praise 
My everlasting song ! 

Mrs. Steele. 

PSALM XXX. Lo/i- Metre, i ^ 
Recovery from Sickness. 

1 Firm was nty health, my day was bright, 
And I presum'd 'twould ne'er be night ; 
Fondly I said within my heart, 

" Pleasure and peace shall ne'er depart." 

2 But I forgot thine arm was strong, 
Which made my mountain stand so long ; 
Soon as thy face began to hide, 

My health was gone, my comfort dy'd. 

3 Corrected by a Father's rod, 

I cry'd aloud to thee, my God ; 

" If laid in dust, can 1 declare 

" Thy truth, or sing thy goodness there ? 

4 " Hear me, O God of grace,'* I said, 

I'' And bring me from among the dead 
Thy word rebuk'd the pains I felt. 
Thy pard'ning love removed my guilt. 



48 ' PSALM 31. 



5 My sad complaints ia praises end, J 
And tears of gratitude descend ; ' 1 
I throw my sackcloth on the ground, | 
And ease and gladness gird me round. 1 

6 My tongue, the glory of my frame, i 
Thy power and goodness shall proclaim ; i 
Thy praise shall sound thro' earth & heav'n, 
For sickness heal'd, and sins forgiv'n. 

Watts. 



PSALM XXXI. Commo7i Metre, ^ 
Rerief from Distress. 

1 Come, O ye saints, your voices raise 

To God in grateful songs ; 
And let the memory of his grace 
Inspire your hearts and tonguesv 

2 His frown what mortal cau sustain *? 

But soon his anger dies ; 
His life-restoring smile again 
Returns, and sorrow^ flies. 

3 Her deepest gloom, when sorrow spreads, 

And light and hope depart, 
His face celestial morning' sheds, 
And joy revives the heart. 

4 To thee, my God, oppress'd with grief, 

I brCcUh'd my humble cry ;^ 
Thy mercy brought divine relief^ 
And wip'd ray weeping ej^e. 

5 Thy mercy chas'd the shades of death, 

And snatch'd me from the grave ; 
O may thy praise employ that breath 
Which mercy deigns to save ! 

Mrs. Steele, 



PSALM 31. 



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PSALM XXXI. Long Metre. ^ or \y 
Confidence in God. 

1 Lord, in thy great, thy gloricKis name, 
I place my hope, my only trust ; 
Save me from sorrow, guilt and shame. 
Thou ever gracious, ever just. 

2 Thou art my Rock, thy name alone 
The fortress where my hopes retreat ; , 
O make thy pow'r and mercy known 1 
To safety guide my wand'ring feet. 

3 To thy kind hand, all gracious Lord, 
My soul I cheerfully resign ; 

My Saviour God, I trust thy word, 
For truth, immortal truth, is thine. 

4 I hate their works, I hate their ways^ 
Who follow vanity and lies ; 

But to the Lord my hopes I raise, 
And trust his power who built the skies. 

5 What perfect bliss, O bounteous Lord, 
Immensely great, divinely free. 

Hast thou reserv'd for their reward, 
Who fear thy name, and trust in thee ! 

6 Blest be the Lord, forever blest. 
Whose mercy bids rny fear remove ; 
The sacred walls, which guard my rest, 
Are his almighty pow'r and love. 

7 Ye humble souls, who seek his face, 
Let sacred courage fill your heart ; 
Hope in the Lord, and trust his grac^. 
And he will heav'nly strength impart. 

Mrs, Steele. 

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PSALM 32. 



PSALM XXXII. Long Metre, b 
The Marks of true Repentance. 

1 He's bkst whose sins have pardon gain'd. 
No more in judgment to appeal^ ; 
Whose gtiilt remission has obtain'd. 
And whose repentance is sincere. 
^ 2 From guile his heart and lips are free ; j 
His humble joy, his holy fear, 
With deep repentance well agree, 
And join to prove his feith sincere. 

3 Whilst I kept silence, and conceal'd 
My load of guilt within my heart, 
What torment did my conscience feel ! 
What agony of inward smart ! 

4 Heavy on me thy hand remained, 
By day and night alike distressed ; 
Till quite of vital moisture draiu'd, 

Like land with summer drought oppress'd. 

5 No sooner I my wound disclos'd, 
The guilt that tortur'd me within, 
But thy forgiveness interposed, 

And mercy's healing balm pour'd in., 

6 For this display of sovereign grace. 
In my distress so freely giv'n, ^ 
Each humble soul will seek thy face, 
And find his way to peace and heav'n. 

Tath and Watts united and varied. 



PSALM XXXII. Short Metre. b 
Confession and Pardon. . 

1 O BLESSED souls are they. 
Whose sins are cover'd o'er, 
Divinely blest, to whom the Lord, 
Imputes their guilt no more T 



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2 They mourn their follies past, 

And keep their hearts with care ; 
Their lips and lives, without deceit, 
Shall prove their faith sincere* 

3 Wheii I conceal'd my guilt, 

I felt the fest'ring wound ; 
But 1 confess'd my sin to thee^ 
And ready pardon found. 

4 Let sinners learn to pray, 

Let saints keep near the throne ; 
Our help, in time of deep distress, 
Is found in God alone. 

Watts. 

PSALM XXXIII. Common Metre. M 
The Works of Creation and Providence. 

1 Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord, 
The work belongs to you ; 
Sing of his name, his ways, his word, 
How holy, just, and true ! 
.2 His mercy^ and his righteousness , 
Let heav'n and earth proclaim ; 
His w^orks of nature and of grace 
Reveal his wondrous name. 

3 His wisdom and almighty word 

The heav'nly orbits spread ; 
And by the Spirit of the Lord 
Their shining hosts \\ ere made. 

4 He bade the liquid waters flow 

To their appointed deep ; 
The flowing seas their limits know. 
And their own station keep, 
j 5 Ye tenants of the spacious earth, 
With fear before him stand ; 



52 PSALM 33. 



He spoke, and nature took its birth, 

And rests on his command. 
He scorns the angry nations' rage, 

And breaks their vain designs ; 
His counsel stands thro' every age, 

And in full glory shines. 

Watts,*' 

PSALM XXXIII. Six Line L. M. 28^ 
Creatures vain, anxl God all-sufficient.^. 

Happy the nation, where the Lord 
Reveals the treasure of his word. 

And builds his church, his earthly throne^ 
His eye the heathen world surveys, 
He form'd their hearts, he knows their ways, 

But G^, their Maker, is unknown. 
Let kings rely upon their host. 
And of his strength, the warrior boast ; 

In vain they boast, in vain rely : 
In vain tliey trust the brutal force, 
Or speed, or courage of the horse. 

To guard his rider, or to fly- 
The eye of thy compassion, Lord, 
Doth more secure defence afford, ^ 

When death and danger threat'ning stand ; 
Thy watchful eye preserves the just. 
Who make thy name their fear and trust, 

When wars or famine waste the land. 
In sickness, or the bloody field, 
Thou, our Physician, thou, our Shield, 

Send us salvation from thy throne ; 
We M^ait to see thy goodness shine, 
Let us rejoice in help divine. 

For all our hope is God alone. 

Watts^. 



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PSALM XXXIV. First Part. C. M. M 
Encouragement to trust and love God. 

1 Through all the changing scenes of life, 

In trouble and in joy. 
The praises of my God shall still 
My heart and tongue employ. 

2 Of his deliv Vance I will boast. 

Till alUwho are distressed, 
From my example comfort take. 
And charm their griefs to rest. 

3 The hosts of God encamp around 

The dwellings of the just : 
Protection he affords to all 

Who make his name their trust. 

4 O make but trial of his love ! 

Experience will decide, 
How blest are they, and only they 
Who in his truth confide. 

5 Fear him, ye saints, and you will then 

Have nothing else to fear ; 
Make you his service your delight, 
Your wants shall be his care. 

6 Whilst hungry lions lack their prey, 

The Lord will food provide 
For such as put their trust in him, 
And see their wants supply'd. 

Tate. 

PSALM XXXI V. Second Part. C. M. b 
The Way of Holiness and its Reward. 

1 Approach, ye piously dispos'd. 
And my instruction hear ; 
I'll teach you the true disciplijnie 
Of God's religious fear» 
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54 PSALM 35. 



2 Let him who length of life desires, 

And prosperous days would see, 
From sland'ring language keep his tongue. 
His lips from falsehood free : 

3 The crooked paths of vice decline. 

And virtue's ways pursue ; 
Establish peace where 'tis begun, 
And where 'tis lost, renew. 

4 The Lord from heav'n beholds the just 

With favourable eyes ; 
And when distress'd, his gracious ear 
Is open to their cries. 

5 Deliv Vance to his saints he gives, 

When his relief they crave ; 
He's nigh to heal the broken heart. 
The contrite spirit save. . 

Tate. 

— 

PSALM XXXV. ver. 12, 13, 14. CM. b 
Love to Enemies. 

1 Behold the love, the gen'rous love, 

Which holy David shows ! 
Hark, how his tender pity moves 
To his afflicted fees ! 

2 When they are sick, his soul complains^ 

And seems to feel the. smart ; 
The spirit of the gospel reigns, 
And melts his pious heart. 

3 How did his flowing tears condole, /lli 

As for a brother ^ dead ! 
And, fasting, mortify'd his soul, 
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4 They groan, and curse him on their bed, 
Yet still he pleads and mourns ; 

And double blessings on his head 
The righteous God returns. 

5 O glorious Type of heav'nly grace ! 
Thus Christ the Lord appears ; 

Whilst sinners curse, the Saviour prays, 
And pities them with tears. 

6 He, the true David, Israel's King, 
Bless'd and belov'd of God, 

To save our souls from death and sin, 
Shed his own precious blood. 

Watts. 

~PSALM XXXVI. First Versi. L. M. ^ 
The Perfections and Providence of God. 

1 Thy mercy, Lprd, my only hope, 
The highest orb of heav'n transcends ; 
Thy sacred truth's unmeasured scope 
Above the spreading skies extends. 

2 Thy justice like the hills remains. 
Unfathom'd depths thy judgments are ; 
Thy providence the world sustains, 

. The whole creation is thy care. 

3 Since of thy goodness all partake. 
With what assurance should the just 
Thy sheltering wings their refug^ make, 
And saints to thy protection trust ! 

4 Such guests shall to thy courts be led, 
To banquet on thy love's repast ; 
And drink, as from the fountain head^ 
Of joys that shall for ever last. 

5 Then let thy saints thy favour gain, 
To upright hearts thy truth display ; 



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With thee, the springs of life remain, 
Thy presence is eternal day^ 

Tate. 



PSALM XXXVI. Sec, Versi. L. M. ^ 
The Divine Being and Perfections. 

1 High in the heav'ns, eternal God, 
Thy goodness in full glory shines ; 
Thy truth shall break thro' evVy cloud, 
Which veils and darkens thy designs. 

2 For ever firm thy justice stands, 

As mountains their foundations keep ; 
Wise are the wonders of thy hands, 
Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 

3 Thy providence is kind and large. 
Both men and beasts thy bounty share ; 
The whole creation is thy charge, 

But saints are thy peculiar care. 

4 O God, how excellent thy grace, ^ 
Whence all our hope and comfort springs ! 
The sons of Adam, in distress. 

Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 

5 From the provisions of thy house 
We shall be fed with rich repast ; 
There mercy like a river flows. 
And brings salvation to our taste. 

6 Life, like a fountain full and free. 
Springs frorn the presence of the Lord ; 
And in thy light, our souls shall see 
The glories promis'd in thy word. 



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PSALM XXXVII. First Part. CM. b 
The Cure of Envy and Unbelief. 

1 Why should I vex my soul, and fret 

To see the wicked^ rise ? 
Or envy sinners waxing great, 
By violence and lies ? 

2 As flovv'ry grass, cut down at noon, 

Before the evening fades. 
So shall their glory vanish soon, 
In everlasting shades. 

3 Then let me make the Lord my trust, 

And practise all that's good ; 
So shall I dwell among the just, 
And neva: want for food, 

4 I to my God my ways commit, 

And cheerful wait his will ; 
Thy hand, which guides my doubtful feetj, 
Shall my desires fulfil. 

5 Mine innocence shalt thou display, 

And make thy judgmtots known ; 
Fair as the light of daWning day. 
And glorious as the noon. 

6 The meek shall still the earth possess, 

And be the heirs of heav'n ; 
True riches in abundant peace. 
To humble souls are giv'n. 

Watts. 

PSALM XXXVII. Second Part. C. M. b» 
Religion in Words and Deeds. 

1 Why do the wealthy wicked boast. 
And grow profanely bold ? 
The meanest portion of the just 
Excels the sinner's gold. 



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PSALM 37. 



2 Th)e wicked borrows of his friends, 

But ne'er designs to pay ; 
The just is merciful, apd lends, 
Nor turns the poor away. 

3 His ahus with lib'ral hand he gives 

To all the sons of need ; 
His mem'ry to long ages lives, 
And blessed is his seed. 

4 His lips abhor to speak profane, 

To slander or defraud ; 
His ready tongue declares to men 
What he has learn'd of God. 

5 The law and gospel of the Lord 

Deep in his heart abide ; 
Led by the Spirit and the word, 
His feet shall never slide, 

6 When sinners fall, the righteous stand. 

Preserved from ev'ry snare ; 
They shall possess the promised land. 
And dwell for ever there. 

W ATTS, 



PSALM XXXVII. Third Part. C. J\L w or b 
The Way and End of the Rig-hteous and the Wicked. 

1 My God, the steps of pious men 

Are ordered by thy will ; 
Though they should fall, they rise again, 
Thy hand supports them still. 

2 The Lord delights to sec their ways, 

Their virtue he approves ; 
He'll ne'er deprive them of his grace, 
Nor leave the men he loves. 



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3 The heav'niy heritage is ttieirs, 

Their portion and their home ; 
He feeds them now, and makes them heii's 
Of blessings long to come. 

4 The haughty sinner have 1 seen. 

Not fearing man or God ; 
Like princely laurel, fair and green, 
Spreading his arms abroad ; 

5 And lo, he vanished from the ground, 

Destroy'd by hands unseen ; 
Nor root, nor branch, nor leaf was found, 
Where all that pride had been. 

6 But mark the man of righteousness, 

His se\'Val steps atteiid ; 
Title pleasure runs through all his ways, 
And peaceful is his end. 

Watts. 



PSALM XXXVIII. ver. 9, 10. CM. h 
Consolation in Death. 

1 My soul, the awful hour will come. 

Apace it hastens on. 
To bear this body to the tomb, 
And thee to scenes unknown. 

2 My heart, long laboring with its woes, 

Shall pant and sink away ; 
And you, my eyelids, soon shall close 
On the last glimmVing ray. 

3 Whence, in that hour, shall I receive 

A cordial for my pain ? 
When, if the richest were my friends, 
Those friends would weep in vain ! 

4 Great King of nature and of grace, 

To thee my spirit flies ; 



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PSALM 39. 



And opens all its deep distress 
Before thy pitying eyes. 

5 All my desires to thee are known^ 

And ev'ry secret fear ; 
The meaning of each broken groan 
Is notic'd by thine ear. 

6 O place me by that mighty pow'r 

Which to such love belongs, 
Where darkness veils the eyes no more, 
And groans are changed to songs ! 

Doddridge. 



PSALM XXXIX. Common Metre. b 
Man's Mortality, 

1 Teach me the measure of my days^ 

Thou Maker of my frame ; 
I would survey life's narrow space, 
And learn how frail I am. 

2 A span is all that we can boast, 

How short the fleeting time ! 
Man is but vanity and dust. 
In all his flow'r and prime. 

3 See the vain race of moxtals^ move 

Like shadows o]er the plain ; 
They rage and strive, desire and love. 
But all their noise is vain. 

4 Some walk in honour's gaudy show, 

Some dig for golden ore ; 
They toil for heirs, they know not who. 

And straight are seen no more. 
.5 What should I wish or wait for then 

From creatures, earth and dust ? 
They make our expectations vain, 

And disappoint our trust. 



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6 This fruitless search no more be mine, 
Such hopes I now recal ; 
My earthly prospects I resign^ 
And make my God my all. 

' W ATTS. 

PSALM XL. First Part. C. M, b 
Deliv^erance from great Distress. 

1 I WAITED patient for the Lord, 

He bow'd to hear my cry ; 
He saw me resting on his word. 
And brought salvation nigh. 

2 Sunk in the depths of sore distress. 

And all my struggles vain ; 
When human help seem'd d^^ily less, 
He rais'd me up again. 

3 Firm on a rock he made me stand, 

i\nd taught my cheerful tot^ue 
To praise the wonders of his hand, \ 
In a ntWj thankful song. 

4 rU spread his works of grace abroad, 

The saints with joy shall hear ; 
And sinners learn to make my God 
Their only hope and fear. 

5 What mercies fill my wond'ring view ! 

How many, and how great ! 
Life is too short, ^nd words too few, 
Their numbers to repeat. 

J 6 When Pm afflicted, poor and low, 
With hope I'll never part. 
For God beholds my heavy wo. 
And bears me on his heart. 

Watts. 

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PSALM XL. Sec. P^rt. C. M. m 
The divine Mission and Sacrifice of Christ. 

1 Thus saith the Lord, Your work is vain, 

" Give your burnt olF'rings o'er ; 
^ In dying goats and bullocks slain, 
" My soul delights no more/' 

2 Then spake the Saviour, ^'Lo, I'm here, 

" My God, to do thy will ; 
" Whate'er thy sacred books declare. 
Thy servant shall fulfiL" 

3 And see, the blest Redeemer comes, 

Th' eternal Son appears ; 
And at th' appointed time assumes 
The body God prepares ! 

4f Much he reveaPd his Father's grace. 
And much his truth he show'd ; 
And preach'd the way of righteousness. 
Where great assemblies stood. 

5 His Father's honour touch'd his heart, 

He pitied sinners' cries ; 
And, to fulfil a Saviour's part, 
Was made a sacrifice. 

6 No blood of beasts on altars shed 

Could cleanse from guilt within ; 
But the one sacrifice he made, 
Atones for all our sin. 

7 Then was the great salvation spread, 

And Satan's kingdom shook ; 
Thus, by the woman's promis'd seed, 
The serpent's head was broke. 

Watts. 



PSALM 41, 42. 



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PSALM XLL Long Metre. ^ 
Cliarity rewarded. 

1 Blest is the man, whose tender care 
Relieves the poor in their distress ; 
Whose pity wip^s the widow's tear, , 
Whose hand supports the fatherless. 

2 His heart contrives for their relief 
More good than his own hand can do ; 
He, in the time of gen'ral grief, 

Shall find the Lord has pity too. 

3 His soul shall live secure on earth, 
With secret blessings on his head ; 
When drought, and pestilence, and dearth 
Around him multiply their dead. 

4 Or if he languish on his couch, 

God will pronounce his sins forgiv'n ; 
Will save him with a healing touch. 
Or take his willing soul to heav'n. 

Watts. 



PSALM XLII. Common Metre, «orb 
The Pleasure of Pubrick Worship. 

1 As pants the hart for cooling streams, 

When heated in the chase ; 
So longs my soul, O God, for thee. 
And thy refreshing grace. 

2 For thee, my God, the living God, 

My thirsty soul doth pine ; 
O when shall I behold thy face, 
Thou Majesty divine ? 

3 I sigh whene'er my musing thoughts 

Those happy days present, 
When I, with my religious friends, 
Thy temple did frequent : 



PSALM 43. 



4 When I advanc'd^vith songs of praise, 

My solemn vows to pay, 
Amidst the joyful sacred throng, 
Which kept the festal day. 

5 Why restless, why cast down, my soul ? 

Trust God, and he'll employ 
His aid for thee, and change thy sighs 
To hymns of sacred joy. 

6 Why restless, why cast down, my soul ? 

Hope still, and thou shalt sing 
The praise of him who is thy God, 
Thy health*s eternal spring. 

Tate. 



PSALM XLIII. Long Metre. * or b 
Complaint and. Hope. 

1 God of our strength, to thee we cry ; 
O let us not forgotten lie ! 
Oppress'd with sorrows and with care. 
To thy protection we repair. 

2 O let thy light attend our way, 
Thy truth afford its steady ray ! 
To Zion's hill direct our feet. 
To worship at thy sacred seat. 

3 Thy praise, O God, shall tune thp lyre, 
, Thy love our joyful song inspire ;^ 

To thee, our cordial thanks be paid, 
Our sure defence, our constant aid. 

4 Why then dejected and distrest ? 

And whence the grief that fills our breast ? 
In God we'll hope, and to him raise 
A monument of endless praise. 

Altered from Merrick. 



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PSALM XLIV. Common Metre. ^ or b 
In Time of War. 

1 OLoRD, our fathers oft have told, 

In our attentive ears, 
Thy wonders in their days perform'd. 
And in more ancient years. 

2 'Twas not their courage, nor their sword, 

To them salvation gave ; 
'Twas not their number, nor their strength 5 
That did their country save. 

3 By thy right hand, thy powVful arm, 

Whose succour they implor'd, 
Thy providence protected them, 
Who thy great name ador'd. 

4 As thee, their God, our fathers own'd, 

So thou art still our King ; 
, O therefore, as thou didst to them, 
To us deli V Vance bring., 

5 We w^U not trust our sword nor bow, 

When we in war engage ; 
But thee, who canst subdue our foe, 
And calm their haughty rage. 

6 To thee the glory we'll ascribe, 

From whom salvation came ; 
In God our shield we will rejoice, 
And evtr bless thy name. 

Tate va ried. 

PSALM XLV. First Part. L. M. ^ " 
The Glory of Christ and the Power of his Gospel. 

1 Now be my heart inspir'd to snig 
The glories of my Saviour King ; 
My tongue shall all his worth proclaim^ 
And speak the houours of his name* 

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2 O'er all the sons of human race 
He shines with a superior grace ; 
Love from his lips divinely flows, 
And blessings all his state compose. 

3 Dress thee in arms, most mighty Lord, 
Gird on thy sharp victorious sword ; 
In majesty and glory ride, n 

With truth and meekness at thy side. 

4 Thine anger, like a pointed dart, 
Shall pierce thy foes of stubborn heait ; 
Or words of mercy, kind and sweety 
Shall melt the rebels ^t thy feet. 

5 Thy throne, O God,* forever stands ; 
Grace is the sceptre in thy hands ; - 
Thy laws and works are just and right ; 
Justice and grace are thy deliglit. 

6 Thy Father, God„ hath richly shed 
His oil of gladness on thy head 
And with his sacrfed Spirit blest 
His first born Son above the rest.- 

* See Hebrews, i. 8. Watts. 



PSALM XLV. Sec. Part. L. M. . a& 
^ Christ aiid his Church. 

1 The King of Saints, how fair his face ! 
Adorn'd with majesty arid grace ! 

He comes w^th blessings from above^ 
And wins the nations to his love. 

2 At his right hand our eyes behold 
The church, array'd in purest gold ; 
The world admires her heavenly dress. 
Her robes of joy and righteousness. 

3 He forms her graces like his own, 
He c^Us and §eat§ her hj§ thf one : 



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Then let thy wandVing heart forget 
The idols of thy native state, 

4 So shall the King the more rejoice 
In thee, the object of his choice ; 
Let him be lov'd, and yet ador'd, 
He is thy Maker and thy Lord. 

5 O hapijy hour, when thou shalt rise 
To his fair palace in the skies ; 
And all thy sons, a num'rous train, 
Each like a prince in glory reign ! 

6 Let endless honours crown his head, 
Let ev'ry age his praises spread ; 
Whilst we w-ith cheerful songs approve 
The condescensions of his love. 

Watts. 

^ ' PSALM XLVL Long Metre. 2& 

Praise for national Peace. 

tl Great Ruler of the earth and skies, 
A word of thy almighty breath 
Can sink the woild,,or bid it rise ; 
Thy smile is life, thy frown is death. . 
2 When angry nations rush to arms, 
And rage and noise and tumult reign, 
When war resounds its dire alarms, 

tAnd slaughter spreads the crimson plain , 
3 Thy soV'reign eye looks calmly down, 
t And marks their course, and bounds their 
Thy word the angry nations own, [pow'r 
' And noise and w^ar are heard no more. 

4 Then peace returns with balmy wings^ 
Reviving commerce spreads her sails. 



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PSALM 46. 



The fields are green, and plenty sings 
Responsive o'er the hills and vales* 

5 Thou good and wise and righteous Lord> 
All move subservient to thy will ; 

Both peace and war await thy word, 
And thy sublime decrees fulfil. 

6 To thee we pay our grateful songs, 
Thy kind protection still implore ; 

O may our hearts and lives and tongues 
Confess thy goodness, and^ adore ! 

Mrs. Steele. 



PSALM XLVI. Six Line L. M. ^ or b 
War and Pe^ce. 

1 God is our refuge in distress, 

A present help when dangers press ; 

In him undaunted we'll confide ; 
Though earth were from her centre tost. 
And mountains in the ocean lost, 

Dissolv'd by ev'ry rising tide. 

2 A gentle stream with gladness still 
The city of our God shall fill, ^ ^ 

The sacred seat of God most high : 
God dwells in Zion, whose fair tow'rs 
Shall n^ock th' assaults of earthly powers, 

WhUst his almighty aid is nigh. 

3 In tumults, when the heathen rag'd, 
And kingdoms war against us wag'd, 

He thunder'd and dispersM their powVs; 
The Lord of hosts conducts our arms. 
Our tow'r of refuge in alarms, 

Our fathers' su^ucdiaa Qod? and ours^. 



PSALM 47. 69^ 



4 Come, see the wonders he hath wrought. 
On earth what desolations brought ; 

How he has cahn'd the jarring world ! 
He broke the warlike spear and bow, \ 
With them the thund'nng chariot too 

Into devourmg flames were huri'd. 

5 Submit to God's ahnighty sway^ 
For him the nations shall obey, 

And earth her sov'reign Lord confess/. 
The God of hosts conducts our arms, 
Our tovver of refuge in alarms. 

As to our fathers in distress. 

Tate. 



PSALM XLVII. Common Metre. ^ 
Universal Praise. 

1 O FOR a shout of sacred joy 

To God the sov'reign King ! 
Let evVy land their tongues employ. 
And hymns of triumph sing. 

2 Whilst angels shout their lofty praise, 

Let mortals learn their strains ; 
Let all the earth their voices raise. 
O'er all the earth he reigns. 

3 Rehearse his praise with awe profound, 

Let knowledge lead the song ; 
Nor, mock him with a solemn sound 
Upon a. thoughtless tongue. 

4 In Israel stood his ancient throne, 

He lov'd that chosen race ; 
Bat novv^ he calls the world his own, 
And heathens taste his grace. 

Watts. 



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PSALM XLVIII. Short Metre. ^ 
Gospel Worship and Order. 

1 Great is the Lord our God, 

And let his praise be great ; 
He makes the church his blest abode^ 
His most delightful seat. 

2 Far as thy name is known, 

The world declares thy praise ; 
Thy saints, O Lord, before thy throne 
Their songs of honour raise. 

3 Le^ strangers walk around 

The city where we dwell ; 
Compass and view thy holy ground, 
And mark the building well ; 

4 The order of thy house, 

The worship of thy court, 
The cheerful songs, the solemn vows. 
And make a fair report. 

5 How decent and how wise I 

How glorious to behold ! 
Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes^ 
And rites adorn'd with gold. ^ 

6 The God we worship now 

Will guide us till we die ; 
Will be our God whilst here below, 
Our God above the sky. 

^ ' Wa t t s. 

PSALM XLIX. Common Metre. \y 
The Vanity of Riches. 

1 Why doth the man of riches grow 
To insolence and pride. 
To see his wealth and honours flow 
With ev'ry rising tide ? 



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2 Not all his treasures can procure 
His soul a short reprieve ; 
Redeem from death one guilty hour, 
Or make his brother live. 

5 The worth of life can ne'er be told. 

Its ransom is too high ; 
Justice cannot be brib'd M^ith goldy 

That man may never die. 
.4 He sees the brutish and the wise, 

The tim'rous and the brave, ^ 
Quit their possessions, close their eyes, 

And hasten t6 the grave. 
5> Yet 'tis his inward thought and pride, 

" My house shall ever stand ; 
" And, that my name may long abide, 

" I'll give it to my land." 

6 Vain are his thoughts, his hopes are lost ; 

How soon his mem'ry dies ! 
His name is written in the dust 
In which his body lies. 

Watts. 



PSALM L. First Part. Common Metre, b 
The last Jadgment. 

1 The Lord, the Judge, before his throne 

Bids the whole earth draw nigh ; 
The nations near the rising sun, 
And near the W'estern sky. 

2 No more shall bold blaspheii^crs say, 

" Judgment will ne'er begin ;" 
No more abuse his long delay. 
To impudence and sin. 

3 Thron'd on a cloud, our God shall come, 

Bright flames prepare his way ; 



72 ^ PSALM 50. 



Thunder and darkness, fire and storm 
Lead on the dreadful day. 

4 Heav'n from above, his call shall hear, 

Attending angels come ; ' 
And eardi and hell shall know and fear 
His justice, and their doom. 

5 " But gather all my saints, (he cries) 

Who made their peace with God, 
" Through the Redeemer's sacrifice, 
And seaPd it with his blood. 

6 " Their faith and works, brought forth to 

" Shall make the world confess [light, 
" My sentence of reward is right, 
" And heav'n adore my grace.''' 

Watts. 

PSALM L. Second Part. L. M. b 
Hypocrisy expose^. 

1 The Lord, the Judge, his churches warns^ 
Let hypocrites attend and fear, 

Who place their hopes in rites ancl forms, 
But make not faith nor love their care. 

2 They dare rehearse his sacred name. 
With lips of falsehood and deceit ; 
A friend or brodier they defame. 
And sooth and flatter those they hate. 

3 They watch to do their neighbour wrong. 
Yet dare to seek their Maker's face ; . , 
They take his cov'nant on their tongue, 
But break his laws, abuse his grace. 

4 To heav'n they lift their hands unclean, 
Defii'd vvith lust, and stain'd with blood ; 
By night they practise ev'ry sin. 

By day their mouths draw near to God. 



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5 And whilst his judgments long delay, 
They grow secure, and sin the more ; 
They think he sleeps as well as they, 
And put far off the dreadful hour. 

6 O dreadful hour ! when God draws near, 
And sets their crimes before their eyes ; 

1 heir guilt and punishment appear, 
And no deliv'rer can arise, 

; ' Watts. 

I, PSALM LI. First Part. Long Metre. b 
A Penitent pleading for Pardon. 

1 Shew pity, Lord ; O Lord, forgive ! 
Let a repenting sinner Jive ; 

Are not thy mercies large and free ? 
May not the contrite trust in thee ? 

2 My sins, though great, do not surpass 
The riches of eternal grace ; 

I Gre^it God, thy nature hath no bound, 
So let thy pard'ning love be found. 

3 O wash my soul from ev'ry sin. 

And make my guilty conscience clean ! 
Here on my heart the burden lies, 
And past offences pain my eyes. 

4 My lips with shame my sins confess 
Against thy law, against thy grace ; 
And should thy judgment be severe, 
1 am condemned, but thou art clear. 

> Yet, save a trembling sinner. Lord, 
Whose hope, still hovVing round thv word, 
beeks tor some precious promise there, 
borne sure protection from despair. 



74 PSALM 51. 

5 Then shall my love inspire my tongue, 
Salvation shall be all my song ; 
And all my pow'rs shall join to bless 
The Lord, my strength and righteousness. 

W ATTS. 



PSALM LI. Second Part. L. M. b 
The Penitent restored. 

1 O Thou, who hear'st when sinners cry, 
Though all my crimes before thee he, 
Regard them not with angry look, 

Bat blot their mem'ry from thy book • 

2 Renew me, O my God, within, 
And form my soul averse to sm ; 
Let thy good Spirit not depart. 

Nor hide thy presence from my heart, 

3 I cannot live without thy light, ^ 
Cast out and banish'd from thy sight ; 
Thy holy joys, O God, restore, 
And guard me, that I fall no more. 

4 A broken heart, my God, my King, 
Is all the sacrifice I bring ; 

The God of grace will not despise 

A contrite heart for sacrifice. r , 

5 My soul lies humbled in the dust, 
And owns thy dreadful sentence just ; 
Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye. 
And save the wretch condemn'd to die. 

6 Then will I teach the world thy grace. 
Sinners shall learn to seek thy face ; 
I'll lead them in the heav'nly road. 
And they shall praise a pard'ning God. 

Watts 



PSALM 52, 53. 75 



PSALM Lll. united with the 55th. S. M. b 
Devotion and Confidence. 

1 Let sinners take theii: course, 

And choose the road to death ; 
But in the praises of my' God 
I'll spend my daily breath. 

2 Thou wilt regard my cries, 

O my eternal God ! 
Whilst sinners perish in surprisCj 
Beneath thy angry rod. 

3 Because they dwell at ease, 

And no sad changes feel. 
They neither fear thy holy name. 
Nor learn to do thy will. 

4 But like an olive tree. 

Within thy courts Til stand, 
And confidently, Lord, rely 
On thy protecting hand. 

5 With all my heavy cares, 

ril lean upon the Lord ; 
I'll cast my burden on his arm. 
And rest upon his word. 

6 His arm shall well sustain 

The children of his love ; 
The ground on which their safety stands 
No earthly pow'r can move. 

Watts and Merrick. 

PSALM LIU. Long Metre. 2^ or b 
Compared with Rom. iii. 10, 11. 
f The Degeneracy of the World removed b> the Gospel. 

1 Behold the fool, whose heart denies 
The God who form'd the earth and skies ! 
And, whilst the path of sin he treads. 
How wide the dire example spreads ! 



76 PSALM 54. 

2 Th' eternal SovVeign from on high 
Cast on the sons of men his eye, 
To see if any understood, 

And fear'd and lov'd their Maker, God. 

3 But all were so degenerate grown, 
None the true God had fully known ; 
Both Jew and Gentile long had been 
By lust enslav'd, and (Jead in sin. 

4 Both gone from wisdom^s path astray, 
Pursu'd the errors of their way, 
With dismal superstition blind. 

And Causeless terrors fiU'd their mind* 

5 Who, graxiious God, to sinners' eyes 
Could bid the wish'd salvation rise ? 
Thy SON did light and truth display, 
And turn their darkness into day. 

6 No flesli shall boast of righteousness, 
But guilty shall themselves confess ; 
And when they hear thy pard'ning voice, 
In thy salvation shall rejoice. 

Merbick, With additions. 

PSALM LIV. Particular Metre. b 
Deliverance from Enemies, 

1 Thy name, O God, my heart avows ; 
Do thou my injur'd cause espouse, 

And be thy strength my aid ; 
My fervent cries in mercy hear. 
And let them by thy pitying ear 

With full regard be weigh'd. 

2 For people, from thy fear estranged, 
With tyrants fierce, against me rang'd, 

My fainting soul pursue ; 



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But 'midst my helpers, heav'n's high Lord 
Shall stand, and, faithful to his word. 
Each adverse pow'r subdue. 
3 O let my heart, their rage repe;ll'd, 
Itself a willing off 'ring yield ! 




To thee its praise shall flow ; ^ 
Whilst to my thought thy mercies rise^ 
That gave me with exulting eyes 
To see my prostrate foe. 

Merrick. 

PSALM LV. Common Metre. b 
Impatience corrected by Faith. 



1 O WERE I like a feather'd dove ! 
If innocence had wings, 
Pd fly, and make a long remove 

1 From all these restless things. 

2 Let me to some wild desert go, 

And find a peaceful home ; 
Where storms of malice never blow, 
Temptations never come. 

3 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all, 

T' escape the rage of hell ! 
The mighty God, on whom I call, 
Can save me here as well. 

4 By morning light I'll seek his face, 

At noon repeat my cry ; 
The night shall hear me ask his gracCj 
Nor will he long deny. 

5 God, my preserver and my firiend. 

Can shield me when afraid ; 
Ten thousand angels must attend. 
If he command their aid. 

7* 



78 PSALM 56, 57. 



6 I'll cast my burdens on the Lord, 
He will sustain them all ; 
My faith shall rest upon his word, 
And I shall never fall. 

Watts. 



PSALM LVI. Cojnmon Metre. b 
God's Care of his People. 

1 In God, most holy, just and true, 

I have repos'd my trust ; 
Nor will I fear what man can d6, 
The offspring of the dust. 

2 God counts the sorrows of his saints, 

Their cries affect his ears ; ' 
Thou hast a book for their complaintSj^ 
A bottle for their tears. 

3 Thy solemn vows are on me. Lord, 

Thou shalt receive my praise ; 
I'll sing, " how faithful is thy word, 
^' How righteous are.thy w^ays !" 

4 Thou hast secur'd my soul ffom death ; 

O set thy servant free. 
That heart, and hand, and life, and breath 
May be employ'd for thee ! 

Watts. , 



PSALM LVII. Long Metre. m 
Divine Protection, Grace and Truth, 

1 My God, in whom are all the springs 
Of boundless love, and grace unknown ; 
Hide me beneath thy spreading wings, 
Till the dark cloud be oyerblown> 



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2 Up to the heav'ns, I raise my cry ; 
Tlie Lord will my desires perform : 
He sends his angel from the sky, 

And saves me from the threat'ning storm. 

3 Be thou exalted, O my God ! 
Above the heav'ns where angels dwell ; 

I Thy powV on earth be known abroad, 
^ ' And land to land thy wonders tell. 

4 My heart is fix'd, my song shall raise 
Immortal honours to thy name 
Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise. 
My tongue, the glory of my frame. 

5 High o'er the earth his mercy reign^^ 
And reaches to the utmost sky ; 
His truth to endless years remains,,^ 
When lower worlds dissolve and die- 

, 6 Be thou exalted, O rny God ! 

Above the heav'ns where angels dwell ; 
Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad, 
And land to land thy wonders tell. 

Watts. 



PSALM LVIII. Six Line Long Metre. 
The Destruction of Tyrants and Oppressors. 

1 Shall tyrants rule by impious laws ? 
Shall they despise the righteous cause. 

When innocence before them stands ? 
Dare they condemn the helpless poor, 
And let oppressors rest secure, [hands ? 

Whilst gold and greatness bribe their 

2 Do they forget th' Almighty name. 
That God o'er all is Judge supreme ? 

High in ;he he^Y'n? bui? justi^se rdgns ; 



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PSALM 59. 



Yet they invade the rights of God, 
And send their bold decrees abroad , 
To bind the free born soul in chains^ 

5 A poisoned arrow is their tongue, 
The arrow sharp, the poison strong ; 

And death attends where'er it wounds ; 
They hear no counsels, cries, nor tears ; 
So the deaf adder stops her ears 

Against the melody of sounds. 

4 Break thou their teeth, Almighty God ! - 
The teeth of lions drench'd in blood, 

And crush those serpents in the dust ; 
Thy voice shall thunder from the sky, 
Their crowns shall fall, their titles die, 

Their grandeur and their pow'r be lost. 

5 Thus shall thy justice, mighty Lord, 
Freedom and peace to men afford, 

And nations shall unite and say, 
" Sure there's a God, that rules on high, 
Who hears th' oppressed when they crj' 
" And all their suff'rings will repay." 

^ Watts a Uered. * 

PSALM LIX. Short Metre, b 
For Deliverance from the Savages. 

1 Lord, let our humble cry 

Before thy throne ascend ; 
Behold us with compassion's eye. 
And still^our lives defend. 

2 For foes, a numerous band, 

Against our lives conspire ; 
They aim destruction thro' the land. 
And spread the raging fire, ^ 



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81 



3 Beneath the silent shade 

Their secret plots they lay, 
Our peaceful towns by night invade^ 
And waste the fields by day« 

4 And will the God of grace, 
f Regardless of our pain, 

Permit secure that bloody race^ 
To riot o'er the slain ? 

I 5 In vain their secret guile. 

Or open force they prove : 
Thine eye can pierce the deepest veil, 
Thy hand their force reniQve, 

i 6 Deliver us from death, 

Send our invaders home ; 
Or drive them with thy powVful breath 
Thro' distant wilds to roam. 

7 Then shall our grateful voice 
Proclaim our guardian God ; 
. In thy salvation We'll rejoice, 
r And sound thy praise abroad. 

Barlow^ altered, 

PSALM LX. Common Metre, b 
j Humiliation for Disappointment in War. 

I 1 L o R D , hast thou cast the nation oiF ? 

I Must we for ever mourn ? 

j Wilt thou consume us in thy wrath ? 

j Shall mercy ne'er return ? 

2 The terror of one frown of thine 
Melts all our strength away : 
Like men subdu'd by pow'r of wine, 
We tremble in dismay. 



82 PSALM 61. 

3 Our country sliakes beneath thy stroke, 

And dreads thy lifted hand ; 
O hear the people thou hast broke. 
And save the sinking land ! 

4 Lift up thy banner in the field, 

For those who fear thy name ; 
Defend thy people with thy shield. 
And put our foes to shame. 

5 Go with our armies to the fight. 

And be their guardian God ; 
In vain confederate pow'rs unite 
Against thy lifted rod. 

6 Our troops shall gain a wide renown 

By thine assisting hand ; 
For God shall tread the mighty down, 
And make the feeble stand. 

Watts. 



PSALM LXl. Long Metre. ^ 
Safety in God. 

1 When overwhelmed with pain and grief. 
Helpless, and far from^ all relief, 

My heart within me sinks and dies, 
To God I lift my waiting eyes. 

2 High on the rock my footsteps rear. 
There let me stand unmov'd, and hear 
The storms, which now around me beat. 
Roll harmless underneath my feet. 

3 Thee, Lord, I seek, whene'er my foes. 
On mischief bent, my path enclose : 
Thou art, in ev'ry dang'rous hour. 
My steadfast hope, my strongest tow V.. 

4 Remote from fear, within thy shrine, 
Thou, Lord, my dwelling shalt assign ; 



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83 



Thy wings siiaii wrap riie in tiieir shade, 
For thou hast iieard me when I pray'd. 
5 Safe in thy presence let me stand, 

1. And share the blessings of thy hand ; 
\ My dwelling Jet thy truih defend, 
I Thy mercy on my steps attend, 
^ So shall thy love awake my song, 
My voice the willing note prolong ; 
Whilst, warm'd with zeal, my vows I pay^ 
And bless thee to my latest day. 

Merrick varied. 

PSALM LXIL Long Metre. b. 
No Trust in the Creatures, but in God. 

1 My spirit looks to God alone, 
My rock and refuge are his throne ; 
In all my fears, in all my straits, 
My soul on his salvation waits, 

2 Trust him, ye saints, in all your ways, 
To him your suppliant voices raise ; 
Wtien helpers fail, and foes invade, 
God is our all sufficient aid. 

3 False are the men of high degree, 
The baser sort are vanity ; 

Laid in the balance, both appear 
Light:fas a breath of empty air. 

4 Make not increasing gold your trust, 
Nor set your heart on glittering dust ; 
Why will you grasp the fleeting smoke, 
And not believe what God hath spo^ie ? 

5 Once hath his awful voice declar'd. 
Once and again my ears have heard, 
" All powV is his eternal due, 

" He must be fear'd and trusted too.'' 



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PSALM 63. 



6 For soy'reign pow'r reigns not alone ; 
Grace is a partner of the throne : 
Thy grace and justice, mighty Lord, 
Shall well adjudge our last reward. 

Watts. 



> PSALM LXIII. Common Metre. ^ 
For the Lord's Day Morning. 

1 Early, my God, without delay, 

I haste to seek thy face, 
My thirsty spirit faints away, 
Without thy cheering grace. 

2 So pilgrims on the scorching sandj 

Beneath a burning sky, 
Long for a cooling stream at hand. 
And they must drink or die. 

3 I've seen thy glory and thy pow'r 

Through all thy temple shine ; 
My God, repeat that heav'nly hour. 
That vision so divine. 

4 Not all the blessings of a feast. 

Can please my soul so well, 
As when thy richer .grace I taste, 
And in thy presence dwell. 

5 Not life itself, with all its joys, . , 

Can my best passions move ; 
Nor raise so high my cheerful voice, 
As thy forgiving love. 

6 Thus, till my last expiring day, 

rU bless niy God and King ; 
Thus will I lift my hands to pray, 
And tune my lips to sing. 

Watts. 



PSALM 63. 



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PSALM LXIII. Long Metre, ^ 
The Love of God and his Worship. 

1 Great God, indulge my humble claim ; 
Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest ; 
The glories that compose thy name 
Stand all engag'd to make me blest. 

2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise, 
Thou ait my Father and my God ; 
And I am thine, by sacred ties. 

Thy son, thy servant, bought with blood. 

3 With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands, 
For thee I long, to thee 1 look ; 

As travellers in thirsty lands. 
Long for the cooling water brook, 
|4 With early feet, I will appear 
I Among thy saints, and seek thy face ; 
Give me to see thy glory there. 
And taste the richness of thy grace. 

5 Not all, by worldly men possess'd, 
Not all the joys our senses know, 
Can make me so divinely blest. 
Or raise my cheerful passions so. 

6 rll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, - 
Whilst I have breath to pray or praise ; 
This work shall make my heart rejoice, 
And well employ my future days. 

, ; V/aTTS. 

PSALM LXllL Skort Metre. 2g 
Delight in Divine Worship. 

1 My God, permit my tongue 
With joy to call thee mine ; 
And let my early cries prevail, 
To taste thy love divine. 
8 



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PSALM 64. 



2 Within thy churches, Lord, 

I long to find my place ; 
Thy pow*r and glory to behold. 
And feel thy quickening grace. 

3 For life, without thy love, 

No relish can afford ; 
No joy can be compared with this. 
To serve and please the Lord* 

4 To thee PU lift my hands, 

And praise thee whilst I live ; 
Not tlie gay scenes of time and sensei 
Such pure delight can give, 

5 Since thou hast been my help, 

To thee my spirit flies ; 
And on thy watchful providenco 
My cheerful xhope relies. 

6 The shadow of thy wings 

My soul in safety keeps ; 
I follow where my Father leads, 
And he supports niy steps. 

Wati«{. 

PSALM LXIV. Six Line L. M, M. 
In a Time of Insurrection. 

1 O Lor D, to our request give ear, 
And free our souls from hostile fear ; 
For crafty men, of impious mind, 
(Their pow'rs in secret league combined) 

. With factious rage their plots devise. 
And vent their malice, mix'd with lie^. 

2 Behold the slaughter-^breathing throng, 
Whet like a sword their threat'ning tongue, 
And bend their bows, to shoot their darts 
Against the men of upright hearts : 



PSALM 65. 87 

In works of mischief they agree, 
And vainly think that none shall see. 

3 But, wretches, whither will ye fly ? 
Behold the arrow from on high 
Descends, and bears upon its w^ng 
The wrath of heaven's offended KingJ 
Your slatiders on yourselves shall fall, 
Hated, despis'd, and shunn'd by all. 

4 Tlie world shall then God's pow'r confess, 
His wisdom, love and righteousness ; 
And men shall see, with rev'rend thought, 
The wonders that his hand hath wrought ; 
Whilst all shall own his dealings just, 
The righteous in his name shall trust. 

Tate and Merrick, united and varied. 

PSALM LXV. First Part. L. M. S~ 
Publick Worship. 

1 For thee, O God, our constant praise 
In Zion waits, thy chosen seat ; 

Our promised altars there we'll raise, 
And all our zealous vows complete. 

2 O thou, who to my humble pray'r 
Didst always bend thy listening ear, 
To thee shall all mankind repair, 
And at thy gracious throne appear. 

3 Our sins, though nurnberless, in vain 
To stop thy flowing mercy try ; 

For thou wilt purge the guilty stain, 
And wash away the crimson die. 

4 Blest is the man, who near thee plac'd, 
Within thy sacred dwelling lives ; 
Whilst we at humbler distance taste 
The vast delight thy worship gives. 

Tate, 



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PSALM 65. 



PSALM LXV. First Part. C. M. ^ 
Divinie Providence in Air, Earth, and Sea. 

1 'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand, 

God of eternal pow'r ; 
The sea grows calm at thy command, 
And tempests cease to roar. 

2 Thy morning light and evening shade 

Successive comforts bring ; 
Thy plenteous fruits rnake harvest glad, 
Thy flowers adorn the spring. 

3 Seasons and tiroes, and moons and hours, 

Heav'n, air, and earth, are thine ; 
When clouds distil in fruitful showVs, 
The Author is divine : 

4 Those Avand'ring cisterns in the sky. 

Borne by the winds around, 
Whose wat'ry treasures well supply 
The furrows of the ground. 

5 The thirsty ridges drink their fill, 

And ranks oi corn appear ; 
Thy ways abound with blessings still, 
Thy goodness crowns the year. 

Watts. 



PSALM LXV. Third Part. C. M, ^ 
Fruitful Seasons. 

1 G,oD is the Lord, the heav'nly King, 

Who makes the earth his care ; 
Visits the pastures ev'ry spring, 
, And bids the grass appear. 

2 The clouds, like rivers rais'd on high, 

Pour out, at thy command. 
Their wat'ry blessings from the sky, 
To cheer the thirsty land. 



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The soften'd ridges of the field 

Permit the corn to spring ; 
The vallies rich provision yield, 

The grateful lab Vers sing. 
The little hills on evVy side 
Rejoice at falling show'rs ; 
The meadows, dress'd in all thieir pride, 

Perfume the air with flowers. 
The barren clods, refreshed with rain, 

Promise a joyful crop ; 
The fields, with verdure filPd, again 

Revive the reaper^s hope. 
The various months thy goodness crowns, 

How bounteous are thy ways ! 
The bleating flocks spread o'er the downs^ 
And shepherds shout thy praise. 

Watts. 

PSALM LXV. Long Metre. 
A New Version. 

1 Thy praise, O God, in Zion waits ; 
All flesh shall crowd thy sacred gates, 
To offer sacrifice and pray'r. 

And pay their willing homage there. 

2 What though iniquity prevail. 
And feeble flesh be prone to fail ? 
Yet, Lord, thy grace thou wilt display, 
And purge each hateful stain away. 

3 Blest is the man approved by thee, 
And brought thy holy courts to see ; 
Goodness, immense and unconfin'd. 
Shall largely feast his longing mind. 

4 Great God, by thy almighty hand. 
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PSALM 66. 



And ev'ry storm, and ey'ry flood, 
Obey thy all commanding nod. 

5 Thy lightnings, flashing through the skies. 
' Fill the wide earth with sad surprise ; 

But, cheer'd by thy enlivening voice. 
Rising and setting suns rejoice. 

6 ^Tom thy vast unexhausted stores, 
The earth is blest with kindly show'rs ; 
And savage wilds and deserts drear, 
Confess thee, Father of the year. 

7 The flocks which graze the mountain's brow. 
The corn which clothes the plains below. 
To ev'ry heart new transports bring, 

And hills and vales rejoice and sing. 

Jacob Kimball. 

PSALM LXVl. First Part. C. Jif. 
Divine Power and Goodness. 

1 Now to the Lord of heav'n and earth, 
Address a cheerful song ; 
Let gratitude inspire your mirth. 
And joy the notes prolong. 
S Come, see the wonders of our God, 
How glorious are his ways ! 
In Moses' hand he puts his rod. 
The sea his voice obeys. 

3 He made the ebbing channel dr\\ 

Whilst Israel p^ass'd the flood ; 
The tribes beheld, with wond'ring eye, 
A guardian in their God. 

4 O bless the Lord, and never cease ; 

Ye saints, fulfil his praise ; 
He keeps our life, maintains our peace, 
And guides our doubtful ways. 



PSALM 66, 67. 91 

5 Lord, thou hast prov'd our suff^'ring souls, 

To make our graces shine ; 
So silver bears the burning coals. 
The metal to refine, 

6 Through watVy deeps, and fiery ways, 

We march at thy command ; 
Led to possess the promis'd place, 
By thy unerring hand. 

Watts. 

PSALM LXVI. Second Part. CM. ^ 
Praise to God for hearing* trayer. 

1 Now shall my solemn vows be paid 

To that Almighty Power, 
Who heard the long requests I made 
In my distressful hour. 

2 My lips and cheerful heart prepare 

To make his mercies known ; 
Came ye, who love my God, and hear 
The wonders he hath done. 

3 If sin lay cover'd in my heart. 

When praise employ'd mj^ tongue, 
The Lord had shewn me no regard, 
Nor I his praises sung, 

4 But God, his name be ever blest, 

Has set my spirit free ; 
He ne'er rejected my request, 
Nor turn'd his heart from me. 

W ATTS, 

PSALM LXVII. Short Metre. ^ 
Universal Praise. 

1 To bless thy chosen race. 
In mercy. Lord, incline ; 
And cause the brightness of thy face, 
On all thy church to shine. 



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2 That so thy gracious way 

May through the world be known ; 
Whilst distant lands their homage pay, 
And thy salvation own. 

3 Let all the nations join 

To celebrate thy fame ; 
Let the whole world, O Lord, combine 
To praise thy glorious name. 

4 O let them shout and sing, 

In humble pious mirth ; 
For thou, the righteous Judge and King, 
Shalt govern all the earth. 

Tate. 



PSALM LXVIIL First Part. Six line L. M. D 
The Justice and Compassion of God. 

1 Let God arise in all his might, 
And put his enemies to flight ; 
As smoke, that sought to cloud the skies, 
Before the rising tempest flies. 
Or wax that melts before the fire, 
So shall his fainting foes expire. 

.2 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong, 
Praise him, ye nations, in your song ; 
He rides and thunders through the sky, 
His name, Jehovah, sounds on high ; 
Sing to his name, ye sons of grace, 
Ye saints, rejoice before his face. 

3 TThe widow and the fatherless 
Fly to his aid in sharp distress ; 
In him the poor and helpless find 
A Judge most just, a Father kind ; 
He breaks the captive's galling ch^yjr 
And prisoners see the light again* 



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4 His wondrous name and pow'r rehearse, 
His honours shall enrich your verse ; 
I Proclaim him King, pronounce him blest, 
I He's your defence, your joy, your rest : , 
r When terrors rise and nations faint, 
I God is the strength of ev'ry saint. 

r Watts. 
^ PSALM LXVIII. ver. 17, 18. S. P. L. M. m 
Compared with Ephes. iv. 8, 9, 10. 
The Ascension of Christ, and the Gift of his Spirit. 

1 LdRD, when thou didst ascend on high. 
Ten thousand angels fiU'd the sky ; 
Those heav'nly guards around thee wait. 
Like chariots that attend thy state. 

2 Not Sinai's mountain could appear 
More glorious when the Lord was there ; 
When he proclaimed his dreadful law. 
And struck the chosen tribes with awe. 

, 3 Ho^' bright the triumph none can tell, 
When the rebellious pow'rs of hell. 
Which thousand souls had captive made, 
Were all in chains like captives led. 

4 Rais'd by his Father to the throne, 
He sent his promised Spirit down. 
With gifts and grace for rebel men. 
That God might dwell on earth again. 

Watts. 

PSALM LXVIII. Third Part. i. M, ^ 
Praise for Divine Care and Goodness. 

1 We bless the Lord, the just, the good. 
Who fills our hearts with joy and food ; 
Who pours his blessings from the skies. 
And loads us with his rich supplies. 



94 



PSALM 69. 



2 He sends the sun his circuit round, 

To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground ; 
He bids the clouds, with plenteous rain, 
Refresh the thirsty earth again, 

3 To his kind care we owe our breath, 
And all our near escapes from death ; 
Safety and health to God belong, 

He heals the sick and guards the strong. 

4 His own right hand his saints shall raise ^ 
From death's dark shade to sing his praise ; 
And bring them to his courts above. 

To see his face and taste his love. 

Watts. 

PSALM LXIX. C. M. 22 
The Obedience and Death of Christ. 

1 Father, I sing thy wondrous grace,- 

I bless my Saviour's name ; 
He bought salvation for the poor, 
And bore the sinner's shame. 

2 His deep distress hath rais'd us high ; 

His duty and his zeal 
Fulfill'd the law which mortals broke^ 
And finished all thy will. 

3 The sacrifice he ofFer'd once 

Has better pleas'd my God, 
Than all the victims of the law, 
Than goats' or bullocks' blood. 

4 This shall his humble foll'wers see, 

And set their hearts at rest ; 
They by his death draw near to thee. 
And live for ever blest. 



PSALM 69, 95 

5 Let heav'n, and alLwho dwell on high, 

To God their voices raise ; 
While lands and seas assist the sky, 
And join t' advarice the praise. 

6 Zion is thine, most holy God, 

Thy Son shall bless her gates ; 
And glory, purchased by his death, . 
For thy own Israel waits. 

Watts, altered. 
PSALM LXIX. Long Metre. b 
The SufFerings of Christ. 

1 Deep in our hearts, let us record 
The sorrows of our dying Lord ; 
Behold the rising billows roll, 
To overwhelm his holy soul. 

2 The Jews his brethren, and his kin, 
Abus'd the Man who check'd their sin ; 
While he obey'd God's holy laws. 
They hate him, but without a cause. 

3 In long complaints he spends his breath, 
While hosts of hell and pow'rs of death. 
And all the sons of malice join. 

To execute their vain design. 

4 For, gracious God, thy pow'r and love 
Have made the curse a blessing prove ; 
Though once upon the cross he bled, 
Immortal honours crown his head. 

5 Through Christ thy Son our guilt forgive, 
And let the mourning sinner live ; 

The Lord will hear us in his name. 
Nor shall our hop^ be turn'd to shame. 

Watts, vari^. 



96 PSALM 7Q, 71. 



PSALM LXX. Common Metre. b 
Protectipji against Enemies. 

1 Great God, attend my humble call. 

Nor hear my cries in vain ; 
O let thy grace prevent my fall, 
And still my hope sustain ! 

2 When foes insulting wound my name, 

And tempt my soul astray ; 
Then let them hide their face with shame, 
To their own plots a prey : 

3 Whilst all who love thy name rejoice, 

And glory in thy word, 
In thy salvation raise their voice, 
To magnify the Lord. 

4 Be thou my help in time of need. 

To thee, O Lord, I pray ; 
In mercy hasten to my aid. 
Nor let thy grace delay. 

Barlow« 

PSALM LXXI. First Part. C. M. ^ 
Old Age, Death, and the Resurrection. 

1 My God, my everlasting hope, 

I live upon thy ti'uth ; 
Thy hands have held my childhood up* 
And strerigthen'd all my youth. 

2 New wonders. Lord, my eyes have seen 

With each revolving year ; 
Thou know'st the days which yet remain, 
I trust them to thy care. 

3 Wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs^ 

And leave my fainting heart ? 



PSALM 71. 



97 



Who shall sustain my sinking years, 
If God my strength depart ? 

4 Down to the silent vale of death 

Will be my next reniove ; 
O may these poor remains of breath 
Declare thy wondrous love ! 

5 Let me thy pqw'r and truth proclaim 

To the surviving age ; 
And leave a savour of thy name 
When I shall quit the stage. 

6 By long experience I have knoWn 

Thy sovereign pow'r to save ; 
At thy command I venture down 
Securely to the grave. 
7' When I am buried in the dust. 
My flesh shall be thy care ; 
These with'ring limbs with thee I trust. 
To raise them strong and fair. 

Watts. 

PSALM LXXI. Second Part. C. M. ^ 
Christ our Strength and Righteousness. 

1 My Saviour, my Almighty Friend, 

When I begin thy praise. 
Where will the growing numbers end, 
The numbers of thy grace ? 

2 Thou art my everlasting trust, 

Thy goodness I adore ; 
And since I knew thy graces first, 
I speak thy glories more. 

3 My feet shall travel all the length 

Of the celestial road. 
And march with courage in thy strength 
To see my Father, God. 
9 



98 



PSALM 72. 



4 When I am fiU'd with shame and grief 

For some remains of sin, 
Thy promises shall bring relief, 
And give me peace within. 

5 How will' my lips rejoice to tell 

The vicf ries of my King ! 
My soul, redeem'd from sin and hell, 
Shall thy salvation sing. 

6 My tongue shall all the day proclaim 

My Saviour's dying blood ; 
His death has brought my foes to shame, 
And made my peace with God. 

Watts, altered. 



PSALM LXXII. First Part. L. M. M 
The Kingdom of Christ. 

1 Great God, whose universal sway 
All heav'n reveres, all worlds obey, 
Now make the Saviour's glory known, 
Extend his pow'r, exalt his throne. 

2 Thy sceptre well become his hands, 
Angels submit to his commands ; 
His justice phall protect the poor, 
And pride and rage prevail no more. 

S With powV he vindicates the just. 
And treads th' oppressor in the dust ; 
His righteous government shall last, 
Till clays, and years, and time be past . 

4 The heathen lands that lie beneath 
The shades of overspreading death. 
Revive at his first dawning light, 
And deserts blossom at the sight. 



PSALM 72. 



99 



S The saints shall flourish in his days, 
Drest in the robes of joy and praise ; 
Peace, like a river, from his throne 
Shall flow to nations yet unknown. 

Watts, altered. 

PSALM LXXII. Second Part L. ^ 
* The Kingdom of Christ. - 

1 Jesus shall reign, where'er the sun 
Does his successive journies run ; 

His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, 
' Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 

2 Through him shall endless pray'rs be made, 
And praises throng to crown his head ; 
His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise 
With ev'ry daily sacrifice. 

3 From north to south shall princes meet, 
To pay their homage at his feet ; 

And barb'rous nations, at his word^ 
Submit and bow, and own their Lord. 

4 People and realms of ev'ry tongue 
Dwell on his love with grateful song ; 
And infant voices shall proclaim 
Their early blessings on his name. 

5 Blessings abound where'er he reigns, 
The prisoner leaps to loose his chains ; 
The weary find eternal rest. 

And all the sons of want are blest. 

6 Where he displays his healing powV, 
The sting of death is known no more j 
In him the sons of Adam boast 
More blessings tha>a .their father lost* 



100 



PSALM 72. 



7 Let ev'ry creature rise and bring 
Peculiar honours to our King ! 
Angels descend with songs again, 
And earth repeat the long Amen. 

Watts, altered. 

PSALM LXXII. Third Part. L. Jkf. ^ 
Divine Influence compared to Rain. 

1 As show'rs on meadows newly mown, 
Our God shall send his Spirit down ; 
Eternal Source of grace divine, 
What soul-refreshing drops are thine 1 

2 Lands which beneath a burning sky 
Have long been desolate and dry, 
Th' effusions of his love shall share. 
And sudden life and verdure wear. 

S The dews and rains in all their store. 
Watering the pastures o'er and o'er, 
Are not so copious as that grace 
Which sanctifies and saves our race. 

4 As in soft silence, vernal show'rs 
Descend and cheer the fainting flowVs ; 
So in the secrecy of love, 

Falls the blest influence from above. 

5 That heav'nly influence let me find, 
In holy silence of the mind ; 

Whilst ev'ry grace maintains its bloom, 
Diffusing wide its rich perfume. 

6 Nor let these blessings be confin'd 
To me, but pour'd on all mankind ; 
Till all the wastes in verdure rise. 
And a new Eden bless our eyes. 

, Ripp<5n*s CoUection. 



PSALM 73. 101 



PSALM LXXllI. Long Metre, b 
Dangerous Prosperity. 

1 Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I, 
To mourn and murmur and repine, 

To see the wicked plac'd on high, 
And pride in robes of honour shine. 

2 To fathom this, my thoughts I benty 
But found the case too hard for me, 
Till to the house of God I went, 

. Then I their end did plainly see. 

8 However high advanc'd, they all 
On slipp'ry places Iposely stand ; 
Thence into ruin headlong fall, 
Cast down by thine almighty hand. 

4 Their fancied joys, how fast they flee ! 
Just like a dream, when man av/akes ; 
Their songs of softest harmony 

Are but a preface to their plagues. 

5 But still thy presence me supply 'd, , 
And thy right hand directs my way ; 

Thy counsels. Lord, shall be my guide 
To realms of peace and endless day. 

Wati s and Tate. 

PSALM LXXIIl. Sec. Part. C. M. ^ 
God our Portion . 

1 God, my supporter, and my hope, 

My help for ever near ; 
Thine arnri of mercy held me up, 
When sinking in despair. 

2 Thy counsels. Lord, shall guide my feet 

Tlirough this dark wilderness ; 
Thy hand conduct me near thy seat, 
To dwell before thy face. 



102 



PSALM 74. 



3 Were I in heav'n without my God, 

'Twould; be no joy to me ; 
And whilst this earth is my abode, 
I long for npne but thee, 

4 What if the springs of life were broke. 

Arid flesh and heart should faint ? 
God is my soul's eternal rock. 
The strength of ev'ry saint- 

5 Behold, the sinners who remo\'e 

Far from thy presence, die ; 
Not all the idol gods they love. 
Can save them wken they cry. 

6 But to draw/uear to .thee, my God, 

Shall be my sw^eet employ ; 
My tongue shall sound thy \TOrks abroad. 
And tell the world my joy. 

Watts. 



PSALM LXXIV. ver. 12, 17. C. M, ^ 
Divine Providence. » 

1 Parent of Nature, God supreme ! 

Thy works are great and good ; 
All nature manifests thy name, 
The sky, the earth, the flood- 

2 Thine is the cheerful day, and thine 

The dark return of night ; 
Thou hast prepar'd the sun to shine. 
And ev'ry feebler light. 

3 By thee each region of the earth 

In perfect order stands ; 
The glowing south, the frozen north. 
Obey thy fix'd coramand^. 



PSALM 75. 



103 



4 Thou didst divide th' Egyptian sea, 

By thy resistless might, 
To make thy tribes a wondrous way. 
And then secure their flight. 

5 At thy command, the sohd rock 

Pour'd water from its side ; 
And thou didst lead thy chosen flock 
Through Jordan's parting tide. 

6 If nature owns its sovereign Lord, 

We would obey thy will ; 
And whilst we trust thy faithful word, 
We sing thy praises still. 

Watts and Tate, w ith variation and addition, 

PSALM LXXV. Long Metre, ' ^ 
Power of Government from God alcMie. 
'[Applied to the American Ecvoluiiou.'] 

1 To thee, Most Holy and Most High, 
We render thanks, and sing thy praise ; 
Thy works declare thy name is nigh. 
Thy works of wonder and of grace. 

2 To bondage doom'd, thy free-born sons 
Beheld their foes indignant rise ; 

And, sore oppress'd by earthly thrones, 
Appealed to Him who rules the skies. 

3 Then, mighty God, with equal pov/'V 
Arose thy vengeance and thy grace, 
To drive their legions from our shore, 
And save the men who sought thy fact*. 

4 Let haughty princes sink their pride, 
Nor lift so high their scornful head ; 
But lay their impious thoughts aside, 
And own the powVs which God has made. 



104 



PSALM 76. 



5 Such honours never come by chance, 
Nor do the winds promotion blow ; 
But God the Judge doth one advance, 
'Tis he that lays another^low. 

6 No vain pretence to royal birth 
Shall raise a tyrant to the throne ; 
Th' impartial Sov 'reign of the earth 
Will make the rights of men be known. 

7 His hand will yet uphold the just ; 
And whilst he tramples on the proud, 
And lays their glory in the dust, 
Our lips shall sing his praise aloud. 

Altered from Watt5- 

~ ■ ~r- — ^ 

PSALM LXXVI. Common Metre, ^ or b 

God's g-uardian Care ofhis People. 

1 In Judah, God of old was known. 

His name in Israel great ; 
In Salem stood his sacred throne^ 
And Sion 'was his seat. 

2 From Sion went his dreadful word, 

And broke the threatening bow,' 
The spear, the arrow, and the sword, 
And crush'd th' Assyrian foe. 

3 What are the earth's wide kingdoms else 
^ But miglity hills of prey ? 

The hill, on which Jehovah dwells, 
Is glorious more than they, 

4 What pov/'r can stand before thy sight^ 

When once thy wrath appears ? 
When heav'n shines round with dreadful 
The ej^rth lies stiU and km. Pight, 



PSALM 77. 105 



5 When God, by his own sov'reign grace. 
Appears to save th' oppressed. 
The wrath of man shall work his praise, 
And he'll restrain the rest. 

Watts. 



PSALM LXXVU. Common Metre, x> 
Comfort derived from ancient Providences. 

1 When overwhelmed with pain and grief. 

Beneath thy chast'ning rod, 
Depriv'd of comfort and relief. 
We look to thee, our God. 

2 Wilt thou for ever cast us off ? 

And, wall thy wrath pfevail ? 
Hast thou forgot thy tender love ? 
And will thy promise fail ? 

3 But faith forbids this hopeless thought, 

And checks this doubting frame ; 
We know the works thy hand has wrought, 
Thy hand is still the same. 

4 Long did the sons of Jacob lie, 

By Egypt ''s yoke oppressed ; 
Didst thou refuse to hear their cry, 
. And give thy people rest ? 

5 In thine own way, thy chosen sheep 

Must hear thy mighty call ; 
Must venture through the parted deep, 
Beside the liquid wall. 

6 Strange was their journey through the sea, 

A path before unknown ! 
Terrors attend their wondrous w^ay, 
, ' But mercy leads them on. 



106 PSALM 78. 



7 Though trackless waves of ocean hide 
Thy footsteps from our sight, 
We'll follow where thy hand shall gUide, 
For thou wilt lead us right. 

Altered from Watts. 

PSALM LXXVIII. First Part? C. M. ^ or b 
Religious Education of Children. 

1 Give ear, ye children, to my law, 

Devout attention lend ; 
Let the instructions of my mouth 
Deep in your hearts descend. 

2 My tongue, by inspiration taught^ 

Shall parables unfold ; 
JOark oracles, but understood, 
And own'd for truths of old ; 

3 Which wt from sacred registers 

Of ancient times have known ; 
And our forefathers' pious care 
To us have handed down. 

4 Let children learn the mighty deeds 

Which God performed of old ; 
Which in our younger years we saw, 
And which our fathers told. 

5 Our lips shalLtell them to our sons, 

And they again to theirs ; 
That generations yet unborn 
May teach them to their heirs. 

^ Thus shall they learn, in God alone 
Their hope securely stands ; 
That they may ne'er forget his works. 
But practise his commands. 

Tate and Watts, 



PSALM 78, 79. 107 



PSALM LXXVlIL Second Part. C. M. 

Ver. 19, 20. ^ or b 

A Table in the Wilderness. 

1 Parent of universal good. 

We own thy bounteous hand, 
Which did so rich a table spread, 
Ev'n in a desert land. 

2 Struck by thy powV, the flinty rocks 

In gushing torrents flow ; 
The feather'd wand'rers of the air 
Thy guiding instinct know. 

3 From pregnant clouds, at thy comipand, 

Descends celestial bread ; 
And by light drops of pearly dew 
Are num'rous armies fed. 

4 Supported thus, thine Israel march'd, 

The promis'd land to gain ; 
And shall thy children now begin 
To seek their God in vain ? 

5 Are all thy stores exhausted now ? 

Or does thy mercy fail ? ^ 
That faith should languish in our breast, 

And anxious care prevail ! 
. 6 Ye base, unworthy fears, begone, 

And wide disperse in air ; 
For we deserve our Father's rod, 

When' we distrust his care. 

Doddridge. 



PSALM LXXIX. Long Metre, b 
The Devastation of War. 

I Behold, O God, how cruel foes 
Our peaceful heritage invade ! 



108 



PSALM 80. 



Their lawless tribute they impose. 
And in the dust our towns are laid, 

2 To rav'nous birds, our flesh they gave, 
Slaughter'd on fields with crimson dy'd ; 
The cheap indulgence of a grave 

Is by inhuman foes deny'd. 

3 How long, O Lord, shall we endure ? 
Wilt thou not hear the captive's cry ? 
Rescue, by thine almighty pow'r, 

The trembling wretch condemned to die. 

4 Remember not our former guilt. 
But save us by thy boundless grace ; 
Then shall our wastes again be built, 
And all our mouths be fiU'd with praise. 

Altered from Barlow. 

PSALM LXXX. Long Metre, fe 
The Vineyard of God laid waste. 

1 Great Shepherd of thine Israel, 
Who didst between the cherubs dwell, 
And lead the tribes, thy chosen sheep. 
Safe through the desert and the deep : 

2 Thy church deserted now appears ; 
Shine from on high, dispel our fears ; 
Turn us to thee, thy love restore. 
We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more. 

3 Hast thou not planted with thy hand, 
A lovely vine in this our land ? 

Did not thy powV defend it round. 
And heav'nly dews enrich the ground ? 

4 How did the spreading branches shoot, 
And bless thy people with its fruit ! 
But now, O Lord, look down and see 
Thy mourning vine, thy lovely tree ! 



PSALM 81. 



109 



5 Why is its beauty thus defac'd ? 
Why are its fences thus laid waste ? 
Its fruit expos'd beside the way, 
To each rapacious hand a prey ? 

6 Return, O God, thy face incline, 
Return, and visit this thy vine ; 
Turn us to thee, thy face display, 
And grief and feai' shall fly away. 

Watts and Merrick. 



PSALM LXXXI. Short Metre, ^ 
Spiritual Blessings and Punishments* 

1 Sing to the Lord aloud, 

And make a joyful noise : 
God is our strengtl}, our Saviour God, 
Let Israel hear his voice. 

2 From vile idolatry 

" Preserve my worship clean ; 
" I am the Lord who set thee free 
From slavery and sin. 

3 " Stretch thy desires abroad, 

" And ril supply them well ; 
But if ye will refuse your God, 
" If Israel will rebel, 

4 " rU leave them, saith the Lord, 

To their own lusts a prey ; 
^' And let them run the dangVous road, 
" 'Tis their own chosen way. 

5 " Yet, O that all my saints 

Would hearken to my voice ! 
Soon would I ease their sore complaints, 
*' And make their hearts rejoice. 
10 



110 



PSALM 82. 



6 " Whilst I destroy their foes, 

I'd richly feed my flock ; [flows 
" And they should taste the stream that 
From their eternal Rock.'' 

Watts. 

PSALM LXXXII. Common Metre. b 
Warning to Magistrates. 

1 God in the great assembly stands, 
And, with impartial eye, 
Beholds how rulers use their pow'r, 
And does their actions try. 

. 2 When justice reigns, and right prevails, 
The Judge their virtue loves ; 
But when iniquity abounds, 
Their deeds he disapproves. 

3 The faithful voice of conscience speaks 

In silence to their mind — 
" How long will ye unjustly judge, 
" And be to sinners kind ? 

4 " Protect the humble, help the poor, 

" The fatherless defend ; 
" Dare, not the widow to oppress, 
And be the suff''rer's friend. 

5 " Remember, though your seat is high;, 

Your title, gods on earth, 
" Your heads must in the grave be laid, 
" Like men of humbler birth. 

6 " Your publick acts and private deeds 

" Will into judgment come ; 
And from my lips must each receive 
The most impartial doom." 



PSALM 83, 84. 



Ill 



7 ArisCy O God, thy sacred truth 
Through all the earth display ; 
Till evVy nation shall behold 
And own thy righteous sway. 

Altered from Tate. 



. PSALM LXXXIII. Short Metre. b 

Complaint against Persecutors. 

1 And will the God of grace 

Perpetual' silence keep ? [wolves, 
When bloody men, more fierce than 
Devour his harmless sheepi ? ^ 

2 Against thy feeble flock 

Their counsels they employ ; 
And malice with her watchful eye 
Pursues them to destroy. 

3 " Come, let us join, they say, 

To extirpate the race ; 
Till dark oblivion shall prevail, 
Their mem'ry to efiace." 

4 Awake, Almighty God, 

And disappoint their aim. 
Make them like chaff' before the wind, 
Or stubble to the flame ! 

5 Then shall the nations know 

That glorious faithful word. 
No human counsels or device 
Can stand against the Loid.*' 

Altered from WattS. 

PSALM LXXXlV. Long Metre. 2^ 
The Pleasure of Publick Worship. 

1 Great God, attend, while Zion sings 
The joy that from thy presence springs ; 



112 PSALM 84 

To spend one day with thee on earth, 
Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 

2 The sparrow chooses where to rest, 
And for her young provides a nest ; 
But will my God to sparrows grant 
Those pleasures wWch his children w^ant ? 

3 Might I enjoy the meanest place 
Within thy house, O God of grace, 
Not tents of ease, nor thrones of powV, 
Should tempt me to desert thy door. 

4 God is oiir Sun, he makes our day, 
God is our Shield, he guards our way 
From all th' assaults of hell and sin, 
From foes without, and foes within. 

5 All needful grace will God bestow. 
And crow n that grace with glory too 
He gives us all things, and withholds 
No real good from upright souls. 

6 Blest are the men, whose steadfast mind 
To Zion's gate is still inclined ; 

God is their strength, and through the road 
They lean upon their helper, God. 

7 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, 
Till all shall meet in heav'n at length ; 
Till all before thy face appear. 

And join in nobler worship there. 

Watts. 



PSALM LXXXIV. First Part. C. M, ^ 
Delight in divine Ordinances. 

L My heart and flesh cry out for thee, 
While far from thine abode ; 
When shall I tread thy courts, and see 
My Saviour and my God ? 



PSALM 84. 



113 



2 To sit one day beneath thine eye, 

And hear thy gracious voice, 
Exceeds a thousand days employed 
In sin's voluptuous joys, 

3 Much rather in God's house, would I 

The meanest office take. 
Than in the wealthy tents of sin 
My splendid dwelling make. 

4 For God, who is our Sun and Shield. 

Will grace and glory give ; 
And no good thing w411 he withhold 
From them who justly live. 

3 O God, whom heav-nly hosts obey, 
How highly blest is he. 
Whose hope and trust, securely placM, 
Are still repos'd on thee ! 

6 O could I o'er the spacious land 
And sea extend my sway. 
For one blest hour at thy right hand, 
I'd give them both away. 

Tate and Watts. 



PSALM LXXXIV. Second Part. C. M. ^ 
Delight in divine Ordinances. 

1 O Lord, how worthy of our love 

Is that delightful place. 
Where we can meet to pray and hear 
Thy word of truth and grace ! 

2 Our longing soul faints with desire 

To tread that blest abode ; 
Our panting heart and flesh cry out 
For thee, the living God. 

10^' 



114 PSALM 84. 



3 There the great Monarch of the skies 

His saving pow'r displays, 
And light breaks in upon our eyes, 
With kind and quickening rays. 

4 The birds, more happy far than we, 

Around thy temple throng ; 
Securely there they build, and there 
Securely hatch their young. 

5 Thrice happy they, whose choice has thee 

Their sure protection made ; 
Who love to tread the sacred ways, 
Which to thy temple lead. 

6 Thus they proceed by various steps, 

And still approach more near. 
Till all on Zion^s heavenly mount, 
Before their God appear. 

Tate and Watts with variation, 
PSALM LXXXIV. Hallelujah Metre, ^ 
The Pleasure of Publick Worship. 

1 Lord of the worlds above, 
How pleasant and how fair 
The dwellings of thy love. 
Thy earthly temples are ! 

To thine abode My heart aspires. 
With warm desires. To see my God. 

2 The sparrow for her young, 
With pleasure seeks a nest, 
And wand'ring swallows long 
To lind their wonted rest ; 

With equal zeal. Lord, I would wait. 
Within thy gate. And with thee dwell. 

3 To spend one sacred day 
Where God and saints abide^ 



PSALM 85. 115 



Affords diviner joy, 

Than thousand days beside ; ^ 
Where God resorts, I love it more 
To keep the door Than shine in courts. 

4 O happy souls that pray 
Where God appoints to hear ! 
O happy men that pay 
Their constant service there ! 

They praise thee still, And happy they^ 
Who find the way To Ziou's hill- 

5 They go fi-om strength to strength, 
Through this dark vale of tears. 
Till each arrives at length. 

Till each in heav'n appears. 
O glorious seat ! When God our King 
Shall thither bring Our willing feet ! 

Watts. 

PSALM LXXXV. Common Metre. b 
Prayer for 'Publick Deliverance. 

1 Thy" favour, gracious Lord, display, 

Which we have long implor'd ; 
And for thy wondrous mercy's sake, 
Thy heav'nly aid afford. 

2 Thine answer patiently we'll wait ; 

For thou with glad success, 
If they no more to folly turn. 
Thy mourning saints wilt bless. 

3 To those, who fear thy holy name 

Is thy salvation near ; 
* And in its former happy state, 
Our nation shall appear. 

4 For mercy now with truth is joined, 

And righteousness with peace ; 



116 



PSALM 85. 



Those kind companions, absent long, 
With friendly arms embrace. 

5 Truth from the earth, like fairest flow'rs, 

Shall spring and bloom around ; 
And justice, from her heav'nly seat, 
Behold and bless the ground. 

6 The Lord will on our land bestow 

Whatever thing is good ; 
The soil in plenty shall produce 
Her fruits to be our food. 

7 Before him righteousness shall go, 

And his just path prepare ; 
Whilst we his sacred steps pursue 
With constant zeal and care. 

MiL Tov and Tai e. 

PSALM LXXXV. Long Metre. ^ 
Salvation by Christ, 

1 Salvation is for ever nigh 

The souls who fear and trust the Lord : 
And grace, descending from on high, 
The hope of glory shall afford. 

2 Mercy and truth on earth are met, [heaven ; 
Since Christ the Lord came dovvTi from 
By his obedience so complete, 

Justice is pleas'd, and peace is giv'n. 

3 Now truth and virtue shall abound, 
Religion dwell on earth again. 

And heav'nly iafluence bless the ground. 
In our Redeemer's gentle reign. 

4 His righteousness is gone before, , 
To give us free access to God ; 

Our wand'ring feet shall stray no more, 
. But mark his steps, an4 keep the road. 



PSALM 86, 87. 117 

PSALM LXXXVI. Common Metre. 
(See Hyma LIV.) 
The Greatness and Goodness of God. 

1 Among the gods there's none like thee, 

O Lord, alone divine ! 
Nor is their nature, mighty Lord, 
Nor are their works 4ike thine. 

2 Therefore their great Creator, thee, 

All nations shall adore ; 
Their long misguided pray'rs, and praise, 
To thy great name restore. 

3 All shall confess thee great, and great 

The wonders thou hast done ; 
They shall confess thee God supreme, 
Confess thee God alone. 

4 Not only great, but good thou art, 

And ready to forgive ; ^ 
Thy mercy hears the penitent. 
And bids the sinner live. 

5 To my repeated, humble pray'r, 

O Lord, attentive be ! 
In trouble, I on thee will call, 
For thou wilt answer me. 

6 To me, who daily thee invoke, 

Thy mercy, Lord, extend ; 
Refresh thy servant's soul, whose hopes 
On thee alone depend. 

Watts and Tate with alterations. 



PSALM LXXXVII. Long Metre. M 
The Church the Birth Place of Saints. 
(Oq opening a new place of worship.) 
1 And will the great eternal God, 
On earth establish his abode ? 



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And will he, from his radiant throne, 
Avow our temples as his own ? 

2 We bring the tribute of our praise, 
And sing that condescending grace 
Which to our notes will lend an ear,. 
And call us, sinful mortals, near. 

3 Our Father's watchful cai'e we bless. 
Which guards our synagogues in peace. 
That no tumultuous foes invade, 

To fill our worshippers with dread. 

4 These walls, we to thy honour raise. 
Long may they echo with thy praise ; 
And thou descending fill the place, 
With choicest tokens of thy grace. 

5 Here let the great Redeemer reign, 
Widi all the graces of his train ; 
Whilst pow'r divine his word attends, 
To conquer foes, and cheer his fi-iends. 

6 And in the great decisive day. 
When God the nations shall survey, 
May it before the world appear, 
Thousands were born to, glory here. 

Doddridge. 

PSALM LXXXVIII. Ver. 10. L. M. 
Reanimation. 
(Adapted to the design of Humane Societies.) 

1 From thee, great Lord of life and deaths 
Do we receive our vital breath ; ' 
And, at thy sovereign call, resign 

That vital breath, that gift divine. 

2 Wilt thou show wonders to the dead ? 
Wilt thou revive the lifeless head ? 



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And, from the silence of the grave, 
Wilt thou the wretched victim save ? 

3 Such wonders, formerly unknown, 
Thy providence to us hath shown ; 
To feeble man thou dost impart 
The plastick, life-redeemitig art. 

4 We bless thee for the skill and pow'r, 
From death's ai)pearance to restore 
This nice machine of curious frame, 
And light again the vital flame. 

5 May ev'ry life by thee restored ' 
Be consecrated to the Lord ; 

Maj^ pious love inspire each breast, 
Which has thy saving hand confessed* 

6 Again they must resigti their breath, 
And sink beneath the stroke of death ; 
When from that death they shall revive, 
May each with thee in glory live. 

PSALM LXXXVIII. Six Line L. M. b 
On the Death of Friends. 

1 O God of my salvation, hear 

My nightly groans, my daily pray'r, 

That still employ my wasting breath ; 
My soul, declining to the grave, 
Iniplores thy sovereign pow'r to save 
From dark despair and gloomy death. 

2 Thy math lies heavy on my soul, 
And waves of sorrow o'er me roll, 

Whilst dirst and silence spread the gloom; 
My friends belov'd, in happier days. 
The dear companion of my ways, 

Descend around me to the tomb. 



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3 As lost in lonely grief I tread 
The silent mansions of the dead, 

Or to some throng'd assembly go ; 
Through all alike I rove alone, 
Forgotten here, aixi there unknown, 

The change renews my piercing wo. 

4 Wilt thou neglect my mournful call ? 
Or who shall profit by my fall. 

When life departs and love expires ? 
Can dust and darkness praise the Lord, 
Or wake and brighten at his word, 

To join the high aligelic choirs ? 

5 My friends are gone, my comforts fled ; 
The sad remembrance of the dead 

*Recals rny wand'ring thoughts to mourn i 
But through each melancholy day, 
I call on thee, and still will pray. 

Imploring still thy kind return. 

Barlow. 

PSALM LXXXIX. First, Part. C. M. ^ 
A blessed Go^spel. 

1 Blest are the souls who hear and know 

The gospel's joyful sound ; 
Peace shall attend the path they go, 
And light their steps surround. 

2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up. 

Through their Redeemer's name ; 
His promises exalt their hope, 
Nor Satan dares condemn. 

3 The Lord our glory and defence, 

Strength and salvation gives ; 
Israel, thy King for ever reigns, ^ 
Thy God for ever lives. 

Watts. 



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PSALM LXXXIX. Sec. Part. C. Jlf. m or b 
The Covenant of Grace. 

1 Hear what the Lord in vision said, 

And made his mercy known : ^ 
" Sinners, behold your hdp is laid 
" On my beloved Son, 

2 " Behold the Man my wisdom chose^ 

" Among your mortal race ; 
" His head rny holy oil o'erflows, 
The Spirit of my grace. 

3 " High shall he reign on David's throne. 

My. people's better King ; 
^' My arm shall put his rivals down, 
" And still new subjects bring. 

4 " My truth shall guard him in his way, 

" With mercy by his side ; [sea, 
" While in my name, through eardi and 
He shall in triumph ride. 

5 " Me forliis Father and his God, 

He shall for ever own ; 
Call me his Rock, Ws High Abode, 
And I'll support my Son. 

6 " My first-born Son, array 'd in grace, 

" At my right hand shall sit ; 
Beneath him angels know tlieir place, 
" And princes at his feet. 

7 " My cov'nant stands for ever fast, 

" My promises are strong ; 
" Firm as the heav'n his throne shall last, 
" His seed endiu'e as long." 

Watts. 

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PSALM LXXXIX. 3d Part. C. M. m or b 
The Covenant of Grace. 

1 " Yet (saith the Lord) if David's race, 

" The children of my Son, 
" Should break my laws, abuse my grace, 
" And tempt my anger down ; 

2 " Their sins I'll visit with the rod, 

" And make their folly smart ; 
" But never cease to be their God, 
Nor from my truth depart. 

3 My covenant I will not revoke, 
" But keep my grace in mind ; 
And what eternal Love hath spoke, 
" Eternal Truth shall bind. 

4 " Once have I sworn (I need no more) 

" And pledged my holiness, 
" To seal the sacred promise sure , 
" To David and his race. 

5 The sun shall see his o^fspring rise. 

And spread from sea to sea, 
" Long as he travels round the skies, 
'''To give the natioiis day. f 

6 " Sure as the moon that rules the night, 

" His kingdom shall endure, 
' Till the fix'd laws of shade and lig-ht ^ 
" Shall be observed no more." 

Watts. 



PSALM LXXXIX. Six Line Long Metre, b 
Life, Death, and the Resurrection. 

1 Think, mighty God, on feeble man ! 
Hon' few his hours, how short the span I 
Short from the cradle to the grave : 



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Who can secure his vital breath, 
Against the bold demands of death, 
With skill to fly, or pow'r to save ? 

2 Lord, shall it be for ever said, 

" The race of men was only made 

" For sickness, sorrow, and the dust 
Are not thy servants, day by day. 
Sent, to the grave, and turn'd to clay ? 
Lord, where's thy kindness to the just ? 

3 Hast thou not promis'd to thy Son, 
And all his seed, a heav'nly crown ? 

But flesh and sense indulge despair : 
For ever blessed be the Lord, 
That faith can read thy holy word, 

And find a resurrection there. 

4 For ever blessed be the Lord, ^ 

' Who gives his saints a long reward ^ 
For all their toil, reproach, and pain ; 
Let all below, and all above. 
Join to proclaim thy wondrous love, 
And each repeat their loud Amen. 

Watts. 



PSALM LXXXIX. First Part. Lon^ Metre. ^ 
The Covenant of Grace. 

1 For ever shall my song record 
The 'truth and mercy of the Lord ; 
Mercy and truth for ever stand 
Likeheav'n, establish'd by his hand. 

2 Thus to his Son he swore, and said, 

With thee my covenant is made ; 
In thee shall dying sinners live, 
" Glory and grace are thine to give. 



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3 " Be thou my Prophet, thou my Priest, 
" Thy children shall be ever blest ; 

Thou art my chosen King, thy throne 
" Shall stand eternal, as my own. ^ 

4 " There's none of all my saints above, 
" So much my image or my love ; 

Celestial pow'rs thy subjects are ; 
" Then what can earth with thee compare ? 

5 " David, my servant, whom I chose 

" To guard my flock, to crush my foes, 
" And rais'd him to the Jewish throne, 
Was but the shadow of my Son." 

6 Now let the church rejoice and sing 
Jesus her Saviour, and her'King ; 
Angels his heav'nly honours show, 
And saints declare his works below. 

Watts. 



PSALM LXXXIX. Sec. Part, L. M, ^ or \) 
Divine Savereignty, and Publick Worship. 

1 What seraph of celestial birth, 

To vie with Israel's God shall dare ? 
Or who among the sons of earth. 
Can with the mighty God compare ? 

2 Lord God of armies, who can boast 

Of strength and pow'r like thine renow^n'd ? 

Of such a num'rous faithful host 

As that which does thy throne sun^ound ? 

3 Thou dost the raging sea control. 
And change the surface of the deep ; 
Thou mak'st the sleeping billows roll, 
Thou mak'st the rolling billows sleep ! 

4 In thee, the sovereign right remains 
Of earth aind heav'n ; thee, Lord alone. 



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The world, and all that it contains, 
Their Maker and Preserver own. 

5 Happy, t4irice happy they, who hear 
The sacred trumpet's joyful sound ; 
And who among thy saints appear. 
With thy most glorious presence crown'd, 

6 With rev'rence and religious dread, 
Thy saints will to thy temple press ; 

Thy fear through all their hearts shall spread, 
Who thy most holy name confess, 

Tate. 

PSALM XC. Common Metre, b 
God's Eternity, and Man's Mortality. 

1 Before the hills in order stood. 

Or earth receiv'd her frame, 
From everlasting, thou art God, ^ 
To endless years the same. 

2 Thy word commands our flesh to dusty 

" Return, ye sons of men 
All nations rose from earth at first, 
And turn to earth again. 

3 A thousand ages in thy sight 

Are like an ev'ning gone ; 
Short as the watch that ends the night, 
Before the rising sun. 

4 Time, like an ever-^rumiing stream, 

Bears all its sons away ; 
They fly, forgotten, as a dream 
Dies at the op'ning day. 

5 'Tis but a few^ whose days amount 

To three score years and ten ; 
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And all beyond that short account 

Is sorrow, toil, and pain. 
6 Then let us learn the heav'nly art, 

T' improve the hours we have ; 
That we may act the wiser part, 

And live beyond the grave. 

_ Watts. 

PSALM XC. Long Metre, 2^ or b 
Divine Protection through every Age. 

1 Thou, Lord, thro' evVy changing scene/ 
Hast to the saints a refuge been ; 

Thro' ev'ry age, eternal God, 

Their pleasing home, their safe abode. 

2 In thee oui' fathers sought their rest, 
And were with thj^ protection blest ; 
Though in the shade of death they lie, 
They'll rise and dwell above the sky. 

3 Behold their sons, a feeble race ! 
We come to fill our fathers' place ; 
Our helpless state with pity view, 
And let us share their refuge too. 

4 Through all the thorny paths we tread, 
JEre we are number'd with the dead ; ^ 
When friends desert, and foes invade, 
Be thou our all-sufficient aid. 

5 So when this pilgrimage is o'er, 

And we must dwell on earth no more j 
To thee, great God, mav we ascend. 
And find an everlasting J'riend. 

6 To thee our infant race we'll leave, 
Them may their fathers' God receive ; 
That voices, yet unform'd, may raise 
Succeedijig hymns of humble praise. 

Doddridge, 



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PSALM XC. Short Metre, ^ b 
The Shortness of Life. 

1 Lord, what a feeble piece 

Is this our mortal frame ! 
Our life, how poor a trifle 'tis, 
That scarce deserves the name ! 

2 Alas, the brittle clay 

That built our body first I 
And ev'ry month, and ev'ry day, 
'Tis moukrring back to dust. 

3 Then, if oi l days must fly. 

We'll keep their end in sight ; 
We'll spend them all in wisdom's way. 
And let them speed their flight. 

4 They'll sooner waft us o'er 

This life's tempestuous sea ; 
Then shall we reach the peaceful shore 
Of blest eternity. 

"VTatts. 



P§ALM XCL Common Metre. ^ or ^ 
Divine Protection, Resignation and Gratitude. 

1 When I survey life's varied scene. 

Amidst the darkest hours, 
Bright rays of comfort shine between, 
And thorns are mix'd with flow'rs. 

2 This thought can all my fears control. 

And bid my sorrows fly ; 
No harm can ever reach my soul, 
Beneath my Father's eye. 

3 Whate'er thy sacred will ordains^ 

O give me strength to bear ! 



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And let me know my Father reigns, 
. And trust his tender care. 

4 If pain and sickness rend this frame, 

And life almost depart ; 
Is not thy mercy still the same, 
To cheer my drooping heart ? 

5 Is blooming health my happy share ; 

O may I bless my God ! 
Thy goodness let my song declare. 
And spread thy praise abroad. 

6 While such delightful gifts as these 

Are kindly dealt to me. 
Be all my hours of health and ease 
Devoted, Lord, to thee. 

7 If cates and sorrows me surround, 

Their pow'r why should I fear ? 
My inward peace they cannot wound, 
If thou, my God, art near. 

8 Thy sov'reign ways are all unknown 

To my weak, erring sight ; 
Yet let my soul, adoring, own 
That all thy ways are right. 

Mrs. Steele. 

PSALM XCIl. Long Metre. m 
For the Lord's Day. 

1 Welcome, thou day of sacred rest ; 
No mortal cares shall fill my breast ; 
O may my heart in tune be found. 
Like David's harp of solemn sound ! 

2 My heart shall triumph in my Lord^ 
And bless his works, and bless his word ; 
Thy works of grace, how bright they shine i 
How deep thy counsels, how divine ! 



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3 Fools never raise their thoughts so high, 
Like brutes they live, like brutes they die ! 
Like grass they flourish, till thy breath 
Command them to the shade of death; 

4 But I shall share a glorious part, 
When grace hath purify'd my heart, 
And fresh supplies of joy are shed, 
Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 

5 Sin, my worst enemy before, 

Shall vex my eyes and ears no more ; 
My inward foes shall all be slain, . 
Nor Satan break my peace again. 

6 Then shall I see, and hear, and know, 
All I desir'd or wish'd below ; 

And ev'ry pow'r find full employ 
In that eternal world of joy. 

Watts. 

PSALft([ XCIIL Long Metre, m or b 
Divine Sovereignty and Holiness. 

1 The Lord, the God of glory reigns, 
In robes of majesty array 'd-; 

The earth's foundation he sustains, 
And rules the world his hand hath made* 

2 Ere rolling seas began to move. 

Or the blue heav'ns Avere stretched abroad, 
. Thy sacred throne was fixM above ; 

From everlasting thou art God. 
3_ The floods, O Lord, lift up their voice, 
. And toss their troubled waves on high ; 

But God above can still the noise. 

And make the angry sea comply. 
4 Thy righteous laws, O Lord, are sure ; 

And those who in thy presence dwell. 



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That happy station to secure, 
Must still in holiness excel. 

Tate and Steele. 



PSALM XCIII. ' Particular Metre. ^ 
Divine Power, the Church's Safety. 

1 The Lord Jehovah reigns. 

And royal state maintains ; 
His head with awful glories crown'd ; 

Array'd in robes of light, 

Begirt with sovereign might, 
x\nd rays of majesty around. 

2 Upheld by thy commands, 

The world securely stands. 
And skies and stars obey thy word ; 

Thy throne was fix'd on high. 

Before the starry sky ; 
Eternal is thy kingdom. Lord. 

3 In vain the noisy crowd, 

Like billows fierce and loud. 
Against thine empire rage and roar : 
In vain, with angry spite, 
The surly nations fight, 
• And dash like waves against the shore. 

4 Let floods and nations rage, 

And all their pow'rs engage. 
Let swelling tides assault the sky ; 
The terrors of thy frown 
Shall heat their madness dow^n ; 
Thy throne for ever stands on high. 

5 Thy promises are true, 

Thy grace is ever new ; [move ; 

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Thy saints with holy fear 
Shall in thy courts ai^pear, 
Ahd sing thine everlasting love. 

Watts. 



PSALM XCIV. Common Metre. T) 
Against wicked Rulers. 

1 How long, O Lord, shall wicked men 

In splendid triumph ride ? 
. How long shall haughty tyrants reign, 
By violence and pride ? 

2 They say, " the Lord nor sees nor hears 

When will the fools be wise ? 
Can he be deaf who form'd their ears ? 
Or blind, who made their eyes ? 

3 He knows their impious thoughts are vain, 

And they shall feel his pow'r ; 
His wrath shall pierce their souls with pain, 
In some distressing hour. 

4 Pow'rs of iniquity may rise, 

And frame pernicious laws ; 
But God, my refuge, rules the skies,' 
He will defend my cause. 

5 When multitudes of mournful thoughts 

Within my bosom roll. 
Thy grace, which pardons all my fliults, 
Shall cheer my drooping soul. 

6 Blest is the man thy hands chastise. 

And to his duty draw ; 
Thy scourges make thy children wise, 
When they forget thy law. 

7 For God will not cast off his saints, 

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He pardons his inheritance, 
For his own mercy's sake. 

Watts. 

PSALM XCV. Qymmon Metre. 22 
Before Prayer, 

1 Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name, 

And in his strength rejoice ; 
When his salvation is our theme, 
Exalted be our voice.' 

2 With thanks approach his awful throne. 

And psalms of honour sing ; 
The great Jehovah reigns alone, 
The whole creation's King* 

3 Let princes hear, let angels know 

How mean their natures seem, 
Those gods on high, and gods below, 
When oix:e compar'd with him. 

4 Earth, with its caverns dark and deep. 

Lies in his spacious hand ; 
He fix'd the seas what bounds to keep. 
And w here tlie hills must stand. 

5 Come, and with humble soUls adore, 

Come, kneel before his face ; 
O may tlie creatures of his pow'r 
Be children of his grace ! 

6 Now is the time, he bends his ear. 

And w^aits for our request ; 
Come, lest he rouse his wrath, and sw^ear 
Ye shall not see my rest." 

Watts\ 



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PSALM XCV. First Part. L. ikf. ^ 
Pub lick Worship. 

1 O COME, loud anthems let us sing, 
Loud thanks to our Almighty King ; 
For we our voices high should raise, 
When our salvation's Rock we praise ! 

2 Into his presence let us haste, 

To thank him for his favours past ; 
To him address, in joyful songs. 
The praise that to his name belongs : 

3 For God^ the Lord, enthroii'd in state, 
Is with unrivalPd glory great ; 

A King, superior far to all 
Whom by the title gods^ we call. 

' 4 The depths of earth are in his hand, 
Her secret wealth at his command ; 
The strength of hills that threat the skies, 
Subjected to his empire lies-. 

5 The rolling ocean's vasf abyss 
By the same sov'reign right is his ; 
'Tis mov'd by that Almighty hand, 
Which form'd and fix'd the solid land. 

6 O let us to his courts repair, 
And bow with adoration there ! 
Dow^n on our knees devoutly all 
Before the Lord our Maker fall. 

■ Tate . 

PSALM XCV. Sec. Pan. L. M. ^ 
Canaan lost throug^h Unbelief. 

1 Come, let our souls address the Lord, 
Who fram'd our natures by his word ; 
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He is pur Shepherd, we the sheep 
His mercy chose, his pastures keep. 

2 Come, let us hear his voice to-day, 
The counsels of his love obey ; 

In or let our harden'd hearts provoke, 
Like Israel, the avenging stroke. 

3 Thus saith the Lord, "How false they prove, 
" Forget my pow'r, abuse my love ! 

Since they despise my rest, I swear 
" Their feet shall never enter there.'' 

4 Look back, my soul, with holy dread, 
And view those ancient rebels, dead ; 
Attend the oifer'd grace to-day, 

Nor lose the blessing by delay. 

5 Seize the kind promise w^hile it waits, 
And march to Zion's heav'nly gates ; 
Believe, aud take the promis'd rest ; 
Obey, and be for ever blest. 

V/ AT7S, 



PSALM XCV. Short Metre. K 
Before a Sermon. 

1 Come, sound his praise abroad, 

And hymns of glory sing ; 
Jehovah is the sovereign God, 
The universal King. 

2 He forni'd the deeps unknown, 

He gave the seas their bound ; 
The w^at'ry worlds are all his own, 
And all the solid ground. 

3 Come, w^orship at his throne. 

Come, bow before the Lord ; 
We are his work, and not our own. 
He formed us by his word. 



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4 To-day attend his voice, 

Nor dare provoke his rod y ^ 
Come, lite the people of his choice, 
And own your gracious God. 

5 But if your ears refuse 

The language of his grace. 
And hearts grow hard, like stubborn Jew^s, 
That unbelieving race— 

6 The Lord, in anger drest. 

Will lift his hand and swear, 
You, who despis'd my promised rest, 
Shall have no portion there." 

Watts, 

PSALM XCVI. Six line L^M, ^ 
Universal Praisa. 

1 Let all the earth their voices raise, 
To sing a lofty psalm of praise, 

And bless the great Jehovah's name ; 
His glory let the heathen know. 
His wonders to the nations show, 

And all his works of grace proclaim. 

2 Great is the Lord, his praise be great, 
Who sits on high enthroned in state ; 

To him alone let praise be giv'n : 
Those gods the heathen world adore, 
In vain pretend to sov 'reign pow'r ; 

He only rules who made the heav'n. 

3 He fram'd the globe, he spread the sky, 
And all the shining worlds on high ; 

He reigns complete in glory there : 
His beams are majesty and light, 
His glories, how divinely bright ! 

His temple, how divinely lair ! 



1.36 PSALM 97. 

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4 Let heav'n be glad, let earth rejoice, 
Let ocean lift its roaring voice, 

Proclaiming loud, " Jehovah reigns !'* 
For joy let fertile vallies sing. 
And tuneful groves their tribute bring 

To him, whose pow'r the world sustains. 

5 Come, the great day, the glorious hour. 
When earth shall own his sovereign pow'r. 

And barb'rous nations fear his name ; 
Then shall the iniiverse confess 
The beauty of his holiness, 

And in his courts his grace proclaim. 

Tate and Watts, united and varied. 

PSALM XCVU. Long Metre. ^ 

Grace and Glory. 

1 Th' Almighty reigns, exalted high, 
O'er all the earth, o'er all the sky ; 
Let the whole earth in songs rejoice. 
And hosts celestial join their voice. 

2 Deep are his counsels and unknown, 
But grace and truth support his throne ; 
Though gloomy clouds his feet sun'ound. 
Justice is their eternal ground. 

3 Ye, who confess his holy name, 

X Hate ev'ry work of sin and shame ; 
He guards the souls of all his friends, 
And from the snares of hell defends. 

4 Immortal light, and joys unknown, 
Are for the saints in darkness sown ; 
Those glorious seeds shall spring and rise^ 
And the bright harvest bless our eyes. 



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5 Rejoice, ye righteous, and record 
The sacred honours of the Lord ; 
None but the souls who taste his grace 
Can triumph in his holiness. 

Watts'. 



PSALM XCVm. Common Metre. ^ 
Blessings of the Messiah's Kingdom. 

1 To our Almighty Maker, God, 

New honours be address'd ; 
His great salvation shines abroad, 
And makes the nations blest. 

2 He spake the word to Abr'ham first, 
' His truth fulfils his grace ; 

The Gentiles make his name their trust, 
And learn his righteousness. 

3 Joy to the world ! The Lord is come, 

Let earth receive her King ; 
Let ev'ry heart prepare him room, 
' And heaven and nature sing. 

4 Joy to the world ! her Saviour reigns, 

Let men their songs employ ; 
While lands and seas, rocks, hills, and 

Repeat the sounding joy. [plains 
B No more let sin and sorrow grow, 

Nor violence abound ; 
He comes to make his blessings flow, 

Wherever man is found. 
6 He rules the world with righteousness, 

And makes the nations prove 
The blessings of his truth and grace, 

The wonders of his love. 

Watts. 

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PSALM 99, 100. 



PSALM XCIX. Short Metre, m 
\ A holy God worshipped with Reverence.- . 

1 The God, Jehovah, reigns, 

Let all the nations fear ; 
Let sinners tremble at his throne, ^ 
And saints be humble there. 

2 Exalt the Lord our God, 

And worship at his feet ; 
His nature is all holiness, 
And n^ercy is his seat. 

3 When Israel was his church, 

When i\aron was his priest, ^ 
When Moses cry'd, when Samuel pray'd,. 
He gave his people rest. 

4 Oft he forgave their sins. 

Nor would destroy their race ; 
• And oft he made his vengeance known. 
When they abus'd his grace. 

5 Exalt the Lord our God, 

Whose grace is still the same ; 
Still he's a God of holiness. 
And jealous for his name. 

Watts. 

'PSALM C. Long Metre, ' 2gc 
Praise to our Creator. 

1 Before Jehovah's awful throne, 
Ye nations, bow with sacred joy ; 
Know that the Lord is God alone, 
He can create, and he destroy. 

2 His sovereign powV, without our aid, 
Made us of clay, and form'd us men : 



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And when like \wind'nng sheep we stray'd, 
He brought us to his fold again. 

3 We are his people, we his care, 
Our souls and all our mortal frame ; 
What lasting hongurs shall we rear, 
Almighty Maker, to thy name ! 

4 We'll crowd thy gates with tliankful songs, 
High as the heav'nx)ur voices raise ; 

And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, 
Shall fill thy courts w^ith sounding praise. 

5 Thou Lord art good, thou Lord art kind ; 
Great is thy grace, thy mercy sure ; 
And the v/hole race of men shall find 
Thy truth from age to age endure. 

6 Wide as the world is thy command ; 
Vast as eternity thy love ; 

Firm as a rock thy truth sliall stand. 
When rolling years shall cease to move. 

Watts. 



PSALM CI. Cormmm Metre, «or b 
A Psalm for the Master of a Family. 

Oi" justice and of grace I sing. 

And pay to God my vows ; 
Thy grace and justice, heav'nly Kingj 

Teach me to rule my house. 
Now to my tent, O God, repair, 

And make thy servant wise ; 
I'll suffer nothing near me there, 

That shall offend thine eyes. 
The man who doth his neighbour wrong, 

By falsehood or by force ; 
The scornful eye, the sland'rous tongue^ 

rU drive them from my (Joors. 



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4 The pure, the faithful, and the just, 

My favour shall enjoy ; 
These are the friends that I will trust. 
The servants I'll employ. . 

5 The wretch that deals in sly deceit, , 

I'll not endure a night ; 
The liar's tongue I ever hate, 
And banish from my sight. 

6 I'll purge my family around, 

And make the wicked flee ; 
So shall my house be ever found . 
A dwelling fit for thee. 

Watts. 



PSALM Cir. First Part. C. M. m 
Prayer heard, and Zion restored. 

1 Let Zion and her sons rejoice ; 

Behold the promis'd hour ! 
Her God hath heard her mourning voice. 
And will exalt his powV. 

2 Her dust and ruins that remain 

Art precious in our eyes ; 
Those ruins shall be built again, 
And all that dust shall rise. 

3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem, 

And stand in glory there ; 
Nations shall bow and own his name, 
And worship in his fear. 

4 He sits a sov'reign on his throne, 

With pity in his eyes ; 
He hears the dying pris'ners groan, 
^ And sees their wants arise. 



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5 He frees the souls condemn'd to death ; 
And when his saints complain, 
It can't be said they spent their breath5 
Or shed tlieir tears in vain. 
' 6 This shall be known when we are dead. 
And left on long record, 
That ages, yet unborn, may read, 
And learn to trust the Lord. 

Watts. 

PSALM CII. Second Part. C. M. ^ 
The Uf>chang'€ableness of God. 

1 Th o u, Lord, hast earth's foundations laid : 
The heav'ns, a glorious frame. 
By thine Almighty hand were spread. 
And speak their Maker's name. 
52 Their shining glories all shall fade, 
By thy controlling pow'r, 
Chang'd like a vesture when decay'd : 
But thou shalt still endure.^ 

3 Tlw bright perfections, all divine. 

Eternal as thy days, 
Through everlasting ages shine, 
With undiminish'd rays. 

4 Thj" servants' children, still thy care-, 

Shall Qwn their fathers' God ; 
To latest times thy favour share. 
And spread thy praise abroad. 

Mrs. Steele. 

PSALM CII. ver. 24, 27. L. M. b~ 
Compared with Hebrews i. 8 — 12, xiii. 8. 
Hie Mortality of Man and the Eternity of Christ. 

1 It is the Lord, our Maker's hand 
Weakens our strength amidst the race ; 



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Disease and death, at his command, 
Arrest us, and cut short our days. 

2 Spare us, O Lord^ aloud we pray, 
Nor let our sun go down at noon ; 
Thy years are one eternal day ; 
And must thy people die so soon ? 

3 Yet, in the midst of death and grief, 
This thought our sorrow shall assuage ; 
" Our Father and our Saviour live, 
Christ is the same through ev'ry age.'' 

4 'Twas he this earth's fpundation laid, 
Heav'n is the building of his hand ; 

This earth grows old, these heav'ns shall fade. 
And all be chang'd at his command. 

5 The starry curtains of the sky 
Like garments shall be laid aside ; 
But still thy throne stands firm and high, 
Thy church for ever must abide. 

6 Before thy face, thy church shall live, 
And on thy throne thy children reign ; 
This dying world shall they survive, 
And the dead saints be rais'd again. 

Watts. 

PSALM cm. First Part. L. M. 
Praise to God for his Goodness. 

1 Bless, O my soul, the living God, 
Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad ; 
Let all the powVs within me join. 
In work and worship so divine. 

2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace ; 
His favours claim thy highest praise : 



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Let not the wonders he hath wrought 
Be }ost in silence, and forgot. 

3 The vices of the mind he heals, 
And cures the pains that nature feels ; 
Redeems the soul from guilt, and saves 
Our wasting life from threat'ning graves. 

4 Our youth decay'd, his pow'r repairs, . 
His mercy crowns our growing years ; 
He satisfies our mouth with good, 
And fills our souls with heav'nly food. 

5 He sees th' oppressor, and th' opprest, 
And often gives the suff 'rers rest ; 
But will his justice more display 

In the last great decisive day. 

6 His pow'r he show'd by Moses" hands, 
And gave to Israel his commands ; 
But made his truth and mercy known 
To all the nations by his Son. 

Watts. 

PSALM cm. Sec. Part. 5^. M. w 
Divine Mercy in the midst of Judgment. 

1 My soul, repeat his praise, 

* Whose mercies are so great ; 
Whose anger is so slow to rise, 
So ready to abate. 

2 God will not always chide ; 

And when his wrath is felt. 
His strokes are fewer than our crimes. 
And lighter than our guilt. 

3 High as the heav'ns are rais'd 
|, Above the ground we tread, 

far the riches of his grace 
Our highest thoughts exceed. 



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4 His grace subdues our sins ; 

And his forgiving love. 
Far as the east is from the west, 
Doth all our guilt remove. 

5 The pity of the Lord 

To those who fear his name, 
Is such as tender parents feel ; 
He knows our feeble frame. 

6 Our days are as the grass, 

Or like the morning flow'r ; 
When blasting winds spread o'er the field. 
It withers in an hour. 

7 But tliy compassion, Lord, 

Through ages shall endure ; 
And children's children ever find 
Thy- words of promise sure. , 

Watts. 

PSALM cm. Third Part. C. M. 
God's tender Regard to human Weakness. 

1 Lord, we thy wondrous pow'r proclaim, 

And make that pow'r our trust, 
Which rais'd at first this curious frame, 
From mean and lifeless dust. 

2 By dust supported, still it stands. 

Prepared in various forms ; 
And nTought by thy creating hands, 
To nourish mortal worms. 

3 Awhile these frail machines endure ; 

(The fabrtck of a day !) . 
Then lose dieir animating pow'r, 
And moulder back to clay. 

4 Yet frail and feeble as we are, 

This thought is our repose^ 



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That he who first our ir^mt did rear. 
Its various weakness knows. 

5 He views us with a pitying eye, 
While struggling with our load ; 
In pains and dangers he is nigh. 
Our Father ai^ our God. 

'6 Gently supported by his love, 
We tend to realms of peace ; 
Where ev'ry pain shall far remove, 
x\nd ev'ry frailty cease. 

DODDHIDGE, 



PSALM cm. Fourth Part. C. M. ^ 
Angelick Praise, 

1 Thou, Lord, in heav*n hast placed thy 

Thy kingdom wide extends ; [throne. 
Thy vast'domini<^ shall be known 
To earth's remotest ends. 

2 Ye angels,^ who excel in might, 

And wait to do his will. 
Bless him, whose work is your delight, 
Whose pleasure ye fulfil. 

3 Ye seraphs, who with joy obey 

The orders of your King, 
Attend his churches when they pray, 
And join the praise they sing. 

4 Whilst all his works his praise proclaim^ 

O let my heart and tongue 
Join with the universal frame, 
In this eternal song ! 

Partly from Watj 

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146 PSALM 104. 



PSALM CIV. First Part. L. M. ^ 
Divine Majesty and Goodness in Storm and Rain. 

1 Awake, my soul, to hymns of praise, 

To God the song of triumph raise ; 'wM 
Adorn'd with majesty divine, ^ 
What pomp, what glory, Lord, are thine I 

2 Light forms his robe, and round his head 
The heav'ns their ample curtain spread ; 
See on the wind's expanded wings 
The chariot of the King of kings ! 

3 Around him, rang'd in a^vful state, 
Dark silent storms attendant wait ; 
And thunders, ready to fulfil 

The mandates of his sov'reign will. 

4 Frorn earth's low margin to the skies. 
He bids the dusky vapours rise ; . 
Then, from hi$ magazines on high. 
Commands th' imprison'd winds to fly. 

5 The lightning's pallid sheet expands. 
And show'rs descend on furrow'd lands ; 
Whilst down the mountain's channel'd side, 
The torrent rolls in swelling pride : 

6 Till, spent its w^ild impetuous force. 
And settled in its destin'd course, 
It waters all the fruitful plains, 
xAnd life in various forms sustains. 

7 Thus clouds, and storms, and fires obey 
Thy wise and all-controlling sway ; 
And whilst thy terrors round us stand, 
We see a Father's bounteous hand. 

Merrick, with alteration and addition. 



PSALM 104. 147 



PSALM CIV. Sec. Part. L. M, b 
The Seaman's Prayer. 

1 Almighty Ruler of the skies, 

How various are thy works ! how wise I 
Thy pow'r throughout all space extends, 
Sinks thro' all depth, all height transcends ! 

2 Not earth alone beholds her shores 
Enrich'd by thy exhaustless stores ; 
Alike, throughout their liquid reign, 
The spreading seas thy ^ifts contahu 

3 Beneath, unnumbered fishes swarm, 
Of dilF'rent size, of various form ; 
Above, the ships incumbent ride, 
Bome on the bosom of the tide. 

4 Here, huge leviathan is seen 

To sport the mighty waves between ; 
There, icy mountains float and roll, 
Driv'n from the seas beneath the pole. 

5 On high, the concave we behold 
In living blue, or sparkling gold ; 
Whilst waving azure fields around 
Spread to th' horizon^s utmost bound. 

6 The winds and waves obey thy will ; 
The needle owns thy pow'r and skill ; 
And, steer'd by thy directing hand. 
Our bark shall gain the wish'd for land. 

Merrick, with alteration and addition. 

PSALM CIV. Third Part. L. M. ^ or b 
Divine Providence toward Man and Beast. 

1 Vast are thy works. Almighty Lord ! 
All nature rests upon thy word ; 



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And the whole race of creatures stands, 
Waitmg their portion from thy hands. 

2 If thou the vital air deny. 
Behold them sicken, faint and die ; 
Dust to its kindred dust returns. 
And eardi her ruin'd offspring mourns. 

3 But thou canst breathe on dust again, 
And fill the world with beasts and men, 
A word of thy creating breath 

^ Repairs the waste of time and death. 

4 Thy glory, fearless of decline. 
Thy glory. Lord, shall ever shine ; 
Thy wcH'ks, the honour of thy might. 
Are honoured with thy own delight. 

5 Earth at thy look shall trembling stands 
Conscious of sov'reign pow'r at hand ; 
And, touch'd by thy vindictive stroke, 
The everlasting mountains smoke. 

6 In thee our hopes and wishes meet. 
And make our contemplations sweet ; 
Thy praises shall our breath employ. 
Till we shall rise to endless joy. 

Watts and Merrick. 

PSALM CIV. Fourth Part. L. J\L ^ 
The Voice of the Creatures proclaiming God. 

1 There is a God, all nature speaks, 
Through eardi, and air, and seas, and skies : 
See, from the clouds his glory breaks, 

W hen the first beams of morning rise I 

2 Behold the sun serenely bright. 
O'er the wide world's extended frame 
InsQribc j in characters of light. 

His mighty Maker's glorious name* 



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3 Difiusing life, his influence spreads, 
And healdi and plenty smile around ; 
The fruitful fields and verdant meads 
Are with a thousand blessings crown'd. 

4 Almighty goodness, pow'r divine, 
The fields and verdant meads display ; 
And bless the hand which made them shine 
With various charms, profusely gay. 

5 For man and beast, here daily food 
In wide extensive plenty grows ; 
And there, for drink, the crystal flood 
In streams, sweet winding, gently flows. 

6 By cooling streams and softening show'rs, 
The vegetable race are fed ; 

And trees, and plants, and herbs, and flow'rs. 
Their Maker's constant bounty spread. 

7 Ye curious minds, who roam abroad, 
And trace creation's wonders o'er,^ 
Confess the footsteps of our God ; 
Come, bow before him, and adore. 

Mrs. Steele. 



PSALM CIV. Particular Metre. ^ 
PART I. 

1 Bless God, O my soul, 

Rejoice in his nanie ; 
And let my glad voice ^ 

Thy greatness proclaim : 
Surpassing in honour. 

Dominion and might ; 
Thy throne is the heaven, 

Thy robe is the light. 



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PSALM 104. 



2 The sky we behold, 

A curtain displayed, 
The chambers of heav'n 

On waters are laid. 
The clouds are a chariot, 

Thy glory to bear, 
On winds thou art wafted. 

Thou ridest on air. 

3 As rapid as fire. 

Thy angels on high 
Convey thy commands, 

Thy ministers fly. , 
The earth, on its basis 

Eternal sustainVl, 
Is fix'd in the station 

Thy wisdom ordain'3. 

4 The world, when at first 

Of chaos composed, 
Was void, without form, 

In waters enclosed ; 
Thy voice, how majestick, 

In thunder was heard ; 
The waters subsided. 

The mountains appear'd- 

PART II. 

5 Thy providence fix'd 

The stream and its source ; 
The sea knows its bounds. 

The rivers their course. 
Convey'd through dark channels^ 

Springs rise on the hills, 
They burst in the fountains^ 

They fall in the rilh^ , 



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6 The beasts of the wild, 

Their forest forsake ; 
The herd quit the field, 

To drink of the lake ; 
On trees crown'd with blossoms, 

Its margin along, 
Birds, warbling sweet music. 

Praise GOD in their song. 

7 Descending on hills. 

Clouds plenteousness pour ; 
All nature revives. 

Earth smiles in the show'r : 
A garment of verdure 
^ Apparels the plain ; 
Fruits swell in the garden. 

Fields wave with their grain. 

8 With moisture refresh-d, 

The vine yields its fruit, 
'Tis balm to our hearts, 

To health a recruit. 
With pleasure we gather 

The richness of oil J 
^Tis strength to our body, 

Support to our toil. 

PART III. 

9 The trees full of sap. 

With joy rear their head^ 
The cedars their boughs 

O'er Lebanon spread. 
Secure in the covert 

The bird flies for rest ; 
She sings on the branches, 

She broods on the nest. 



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10 The pine yields a home 

The stork to secure : 
The goat on the crag 

Defies the pursuer. 
E'en creatures too feeble 

Themselves to defend, 
On caves and concealment 

For safety depend. 

11 The moon by thy law 

Increases and wanes : 
The sun keeps the course 

Thy wisdom ordains. 
By night the fierce lion 

Roams wide for his prej> 
But flies to his cavern 

When mom brings the daj'. 

12 Then man with the sun 

His labour renews, 
Till ev'ning arrives. 

That labour pursues. 
Such, Lord, is the wisdom 

Thy works all proclaini ; 
Let earth, crown'd with riches, 

Rejoice in tliy name ! 

PART IV. 

1 3 Nor here only. Lord, 

Thy might we adore. 
The sea owns thy hand, 

Thy wisdom and powV ; 
There tribes, without number. 

Thy creatures, resort ; 
Leviathans gambol. 

And whales take their sport 



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14 There ships spread their sails, 

The surface to sweep ; 
There fish nimbly gUde, 

GoiiceaPd in the deep : 
They all know their season, 

As seasons arise ; 
And tribes, which thy^ bounty 

Has made, it supplies. 

15 Thy will and thy word 

Endue them with breath ; 
Consum'd by thy blast. 

They shrink into death ; 
Restor'd at thy pleasure, 

New beings appear. 
To people the waters,^ 

The earth and the air. 

16 Rejoice then, O Lord, 

In glory secure ; 
The works thou hast made 

Through ages endure : 
Yet, aw'd by thy presence, 

When thou drawest near, 
Smoke bursts from the mountains. 

Earth trembles with fear. 

17 Thus, Lord, let me sing, 

Thy glory to raise ; 
Delightful the strain, 

When tun*d to thy praise. 
The vile have their sufF'rings, 

The just their reward ; 
Bless God, O my spirit ! 

O prai^ ye the Lord ! 

Vincent. 



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PSALM CV. Cominon Metre. 2A 
The Divine Promise to Abraham fulfilled. m 

1 Give thanks to God, invoke his name. 

And tell the worid his grace ; 
Sound through the earth his deeds of fame. 
That all may seek his face. 

2 To Abra'm and his seed he swore, 

To give Canaan's land. 
Though strangers, destitute of pow'r, 
A little feeble band- 

3 Like pilgrims through the countries round. 

Securely they remov'd ; 
And haughty kings who on them frown'd^ 
Severely he reprov'd. 

4 The Lord himself chose out their way, 

And mark'd their journies right ; 
Gave them his leading cloud by day, 
A fi'ry guide by night. 

5 They thirst, and waters from the rock 

In rich abundance flow ; 
And, following still the course they took 
Ran all the desert through. 

6 O wondrous streani ! O blessed type 

Of ever flowing grace ! 
So Christ our Rock maintains our life. 
While we his footsteps trace. 

7 Thus guarded by th* Almighty hand, 

The chosen tribes possess'd 
The blessings of the promis'd land, 
And there enjoy'd their rest. 

8 Then let the world forbear its rage, | 

Nor put the church in fear ; I 



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155 



Israel must live through ev'ry age, 
And be th' Almighty's care. 

Watts. 

PSALM CVL First Part. L. M. m 
The Character and final Prosperity of the Righteous. 

1 O RENDER thanks to God above, 
The fountain of eternal love ! 
Whose mercy firm through ages past 
Has stood, and shall for ever last. 

2 Who can his. mighty deeds express, 
Not only vast, but numberless ? 
What mortal eloquence can raise 
Just tribute of immortal praise ? 

3 Happy are they, and only they, 
Who from thy precepts never stray ; 
Who know what's rights nor only so, 
But always practise what they know. 

4 Extend to me that favour, Lord, 
Th6u to thy chosen dost afford ; 

' Be this my happiness, to see 
Thy church in full prosperity. 

5 Remember what thy mercy did 
For Jacob's race, thy chosen seed ; 
And with the same salvation bless 
Each humble suppliant of thy grace. 

6 O may I see thy tribes rejoice. 
And aid the triumph with my voice I 
This is my glory. Lord, to be 
Join'd to thy church, and near to thee. 

7 Let Israel's God be ever blest. 
Who gives his people heav'nly rest ; 



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Let all his saiiiis, with full accord, • 
Exalt their voice to praise the Lord. 

Tate and Watts^ united. 

PSALM CVl. Sec. Part. S. M, ^- or b 

Israel punished and pardoned : Or, the Love of God un- 
chan.^euble. 

1 God of eternal love, 

How fickle are our ways ! 
And yet, how oft did Israel prove 
The riches of thy grace ! 

2 They saw his wonders wrought, 

And then his praise they sung ; 
But soon his works of pow'r forgot, 
And murmur'd with their tongue. 

3v Now they believe his word. 

While rocks with water flow ; 
Now with their lusts provoke the Lord, 
And dare the vengeful blow. 

4 Yet, when they mouriVd their faults. 

He hearken'd to their groans ; 
Brought his own cov'nant to his thoughts. 
And calPd them still his sons. 

5 Their names were in his book. 

He sav'd them from their foes ; , , 
Oft he chastis'd, but ne'er forsook 
The people whom he chose. 

6 Let Israel bless the Lord, 

Who lov'd their ancient race ; 
And christians join the solemn word 
Atnen-i to, all the praise. 

Watts- 



PSALM 107. 157 



PSALM CVII. First Part. L. M. 
Israel led through the Wilderness to t^e Land of Promise) 

1 Give thanks to God ; he reigns above ; 
Kind are his thoughts, his name is Love ; 
His mercy ages past have known, 

And ages long to come shall own. 

2 Let the redeemed of the Lord 
The wonders of his grace record ; 
Israel, the nation whom he chose. 
And rescu'd from their mighty foes. 

3 In their distress to God they cry'd,^ 
God was their Saviour and their guide ; 
He led their march far wandVing round ; 
'Twas the right path to Canaan's ground. 

4 So when our first release Vv^e gain, 
From sin's hard yoke and Satan's chain, 
W e have this desert world to trace, 

A tiresome and a dangerous place. 

5 God feeds and clothes us all the way, 
He guides our footsteps lest we stray ; 
He guards us with a pow'rful hand, 
And brings us to the heav'nly land. 

6 Then let us all with joy record 

The truth and goodness of the Lord ; 
How great his works, how kind his ways 1 
Let ev'ry tongue pronounce his praise ! 

Watts. 

PSALM CVIL Second Pa^. L. M. ^ or (> 
Correction for Sin, and Relief to Prisoners. 

1 From age to age exalt his name, 
God and his grace are still the same ; 
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He fills the hungry souls with food, 
And feeds them with substantial good. 

2 But if their hearts rebel and rise 
Against the God who rules the skies ; 
If they reject his heav'nly word, 
And slight the counsels of the Lord, 

3 He'll bring their spirits to the ground, 
And no deliv'rance shall be found ; 
Laden with grief, they waste their breath 
In darkness and the shades of death. 

4 Then to the Lord they raise their cries ; 
He makes the dawning light arise, 
And scatters all that dismal shade, 
Which hung so heavy o'er their head. 

5 He cuts the iron bars in two, 

And lets the joyful prisoner through ■ 
Takes off the load of pain and grief. 
And gives the lab'ring soul relief. 

6 O may the sons of men record 

The wondrous goodness of the Lord ! 
How great his works ! How kind his ways ! 
Let ev'ry tongue pronounce his praise ! 

Watts. 



PSALM CVII. Third Part. C. M b 
Intemperance chastised and reformed. 

1 Beneath God's terrors doom'd to groan, 

Behold th' intemp'rate band 
The fruits of folly reap, and own 
The justice of his hand. 

2 From, food estrang'd, their languid soul 

The needful meal foregoes ; 



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Life feels its current faintly roll. 
And hastens to its close. 

3 Distressed, to , God they make their pray'r. 

And nature, joyous, sees 
His word her ruin'd strength repair, 
Her fiercest tortures ease. 

4 O then that all would bless his name, 

Who thus his mercy prove ! 
And still from age to age proclaim 
The wonders of his love ! — 

5 That men of various tongues would sin^. 

His acts in frequent lays ! 
And yield to heav'n's eternal King 
The sacrifice of praise ! 

Merrick, 



PSALM CVII. Fourth Part. L. M. b 
Dangers and Deliverance by Sea. 

1 They who in ships, with courage bold, 
O'er swelling waves their trade pursue^ 
The Lord's amazing works behold, 
And in the deep his wonders view\ 

2 Soon as his dread command is past, 
The lowering storm^ begins to rise ; 
It sweeps the sea with rapid haste. 
And makes the sw^elling billows rise. 

3 The labVing ships borne up to heav'n, 
Upon the lofty waves appear ; 

Then down the deep abyss are driv'n, 
Whilst ev'ry soul dissolves with fear. 

4 They reel and stagger to and fro, 

Like men with fumes of wine oppressed ; 
Nor does the skilful seaman know 
Which way to steer, what course is best. 



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5 Then, to the Lord's indulgent ear, 
Their supplication they address ; 
He kindly condescends to hear, 

And frees them from their deep distress. ^. 

6 He bids the storm its fury cease. 
And lays the billows calm and still ; 
Then summons forth the gentle breeze, 
The seaman's wishes to fulfil. 

7 O then, that all the e^rth, with me, 
Would God for all his goodness praise ; 
And for the mighty works which he 
Throughout the wond'ring world displays ! 

Tate, varied. 



PSALM CVII. Fifth Part. L. M. or b 
Colonies planted and punished. 

1 Where nothing dwelt but beasts of prey, 
Or men as fierce and wild as they, 

<jrod bids th' oppress'd and poor repair. 
And builds them towns and cities there. 

2 They sow the fields, and trees they plant. 
Whose yearly fruit supplies their want ; 
Their race grows up frorn fruitful stocks, 
Their wealth increases with their flocks. 

3 Thus they are blest ; but if they sin, 
He lets the savage nations in ; 

A hostile race invades their lands. 
Their princes die by barb'rous hands. 

4 Their captive sons, expos'd to scorn. 
Wander unpitied and forlorn ; 

The country lies unfenc'd, untill'd, 
AikJ desolation spreads the field. 



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5 Yet if the humbled people mourns, 
Again his dreadful hand he turns ; 
Again he makes their cities thrive, 
And bids the dying churches live. 

6 The righteous, with a joyful sense, 
Admire the works of Providence ; 
And wise observers still shall find 
The Lord is holy, just and kind. 

Watts. 



PSALM CVIII. Common Metre. ^ 
A general Song of Praise. 

1 O God, my grateful soul aspires 

T6 magnify thy name ! 
My tongue, with cheerful songs of praise. 
Shall celebrate thy fame. 

2 Awake, my heart, and thou, my voice, 

Thy willing tribute pay ; 
And let a hymn of sacred joy 
Salute the op'ning day. 

3 To all the list'ning world around 

Thy goodness I will sing ; 
Whilst ev'ry grateful tongue shall join 
To praise th' eternal King : 

4 Because thy mercy's boundless height 

The highest heav'n transcends ; 
And far beyond the spreading earth 
Thy faithfulness extends. 

5 Be thou exalted, O my God, 

Above the starry frame ; 
And let the world, with one consent, 
Confess thy glorious name. 

Tate, alterfe?^. 



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PSALM 109, 110. 



PSALM CIX. Common Metre. ^ . 
Love to Enemies from the Example of Christ. 

1 O God ! we celebrate thy praise ; 

Thy mercy is our song,^ 
Though sinners speak against thy grace 
With a blaspheming tongue. 

2 When in the form of mortal man 

Thy Son on earth was found, ^ 
With cruel slander's, false and vain, * 
They compass'd him around. 

3 Their mis'ries his compassion mov'd. 

Their peace he still pursu'd ; 
They rendered hatred for his love. 
And evil for his good. 

4 Their malice rag'd without a cause ; 

Yet with his dying breath 
He pray'd for murd'rers on his cross, 
And bless'd his foes in death. 

5 Let not this bright example shine 

In vain before our eyes ; ^ 
May we like him to peace incline, 
And love our enemies. 

6 Thus shall wc too thine image bear, 

And thus our sonship prove ; 
For good and bad thy bounty share, 
Thou God of boundless love. 

Watts, varied. 

PSALM ex. Long Metre. ^ or b 
The Priesthood and Kingdom of Christy 

1 Thus the eternal Father spake, 
To Christ his Son, "Ascend and sit 
At my right hand, till I shall make 
Thy foes sul?iuissive at thy feet- 



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2 " From Zion shall thy word proceed ; 
Thy word, the sceptre in thy hand, 
Shall make the hearts of sinners bleed, 
And bow their wills to thy command. 

3 " O blessed pow'r ! O glorious day ! 
A splendid vict'ry shall ensue ! 
And converts who thy grace obey 
Exceed the drops of morning dew !" 

4 God hath pronounc^'d a firm decree, 
Nor will repent the thing he swore ; 
" Eternal shall thy priesthood be. 
When Aaron's sons shall serve no more. 

5 Melchizedek, the wondrous priest, 
Whose generation was unknown, 
The king of righteousness and peace, 
Was a fair type of Christ my Son." 

6 Through all the earth his reign shall spread^ 
And fierce opposers frown in vain ; 

For God shall raise his humble head. 
And his exalted throne maintain. 

Watts, varied. 



PSALM CXI. Long Metre, M 
The Divine Perfections. 

1 Praise ye the Lord ; to speak his praise, 
My soul^ her utmost pow'rs shall raise, 
With private friends, and in the throng 

s Of those who to his house belong. 

p His works for greatness though renown'd, 
I His wondrous works are alw^ays founds 

By those who seek for them aright. 

And in the pious search delight. 



164 PSALM 112, 

3 His works are all of matchless fame, jj 
And universal glory claim ; I 
His truth, confirm'd through ages past, . 
Shall to eternal ages last. 

4 By precept, he has us enjoin'd 

To keep his wondrous works in mind ; 

And to posterity record. 

How good and gracious is the Lord. 

5 Just are the dealings of his hands, 
Immutable are his commands ; 
By truth and equity sustained. 
And for eternal rules ordain'd. 

6 Who wisdom's sacred prize would win, 
Must with the fear of God begin ; 
Immortal praise and heav'nly skill 
Have they who know and do his will. 

Tate. 



PSALM CXII. Long Metre. ^ or b 
The Character and Happiness of the liberal Man, 

1 That man isbless'd, who stands in awQ 
Of God, and loves his sacred law ; 

His name on earth shall be renown'd, 
And with increasing honour crown'd. 

2 His hospitable house shall be 

To friends and strangers always free ; 
His virtue, safe from all decay, 
Shall blessings to his heirs convey. 

3 The man that's filPd with virtue's light, 
Shines brightest in affliction's night ; 
Compassion dwells within his mind. 
His justice flows to all mankind. 



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4 Hib liberal favours he extends. 
To some he gives, to others lends ; 
And what his charity impairs, 

He saves by prudence in affairs. 

5 Though dangers threaten hirn around, 
Unmov'd shall he maintain his ground. 
The sweet remembrance of the just 
Shall flourish when he sleeps in dust. 

6 His hands, whilst they his alms bestow'd. 
His glory's future harvest sow'd ; 
Whence he shall reap a sure reward. 
And dwell for ever with the Lord. 

Tate, varied. 



PSALM CXIJI. Long Metre. ^ 
Divine Greatness and Condescension. 

1 Ye servants of th* Almighty King, 
In ev'ry age his praises sing. 
Where'er the circling sun displays 
His rising beams or setting rays. 

2 Above the earth, beyond the sky, 
Stands his high throne of majesty ; 
Not time, nor nature's narrow rounds. 
Can give his vast doininion bounds. 

3 What impious mortal rashly dare. 
What angel, with our God compare ? 
His glories, how divinely bright. 
Who dwells in uncreated light ! 

4 He bows his glorious head to view 
What the bright hosts of angels do ; 
And condescends yet more to know 

, The mean aftkirs of men below. 



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PSALM 114. 



S FiOiii dust and cottages obscure, | 
His grace exalts the humble poor ; 1 
Gives them the honour of his sons, | 
And makes them meet for heav'nly thrones. 

Watts. 



PSALM CXIV. Long Metre. 2& or b 
Miracles attending Israel's Journey. 

1 When Israel, freed from Pharaoh^s hand, 
Left the proud tyrant and his land. 
The tribes with cheerful homage own 
Their King, and Judah was his throne. 

^ Across the deep tlieir journey lay, 
The deep divides to make them way ; 
Jordan beheld their march, and fled 
With backward current to his head. 

3 The mountains shook like trembling sheep ; 
Like lambs, the smaller hills did leap ; 
Not Sinai on its base could stand, 
Conscious of sov'reign pow'r at hand. 

4 What pow'r could make the sea divide ? 
Or Jordan backward roll his tide ? 
Why did ye leap, ye little hills ? 

And whence the fright that Sinai feels ? 

5 Let ev*ry mountain, ev'ry flood 
Retire, and know th' approaching God ; 
The King of Israel ! see him here ! 
Tremble, thou earth, adore and fear. 

(5 He thunders, and all nature mourns ; 
The rock to flowing water turns ; ^ 
^'rom stones, spring fountains at his word, 
And earth and seas confess the Lord. 

Watts. 



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PSALM CXV. Long Metre, ^ or b 
Idolatry reproved. 

1 Not to ourselves, who are but dust. 
Not to ourselves is glory due ; 

But to thy name, thou only just, 
Thou only gracious, wise, and true ! 

2 Thy dreadful majesty proclaim, 
Nor let the heathen's haughty tongue 
Insult us, and, to raise our shame. 

Say, Vhere's the God you've served so long V 

3 The God we serve, maintains his throne 
Above the clouds, beyond the skies ; 
Through all the earth his will is done, 

He knows our groans, and hears our cries. 

4 But the vain idols they adore 

Are senseless shapes of stone or wood ; 
At best, a mass of glitt'ring ore, 
A silver saint, or golden god. 

.5 O Israel, make the Lord thy hope, 
Thy help, thy refuge, and thy rest ! 
The Lord shall build thy ruins up. 
And bless the people and the priest. 

6 The dead no more can speak thy praise^ 
They dwell in silence, in the grave ; 
But, whilst we live, we'll sing thy grace, 
And tell the world thy pow'r to save. 

Watts. 



PSALM CXVL Common Metre, ^ 
Praise for Deliverance fron^ Distress. 

1 What shall I render to my God, 
For all his kindness shown ? 



168 PSALM 117. 



My feet shall visit thine abode, 
My songs address thy throne. 

2 Among the saints who fill thy house, 

My off'rings shall be paid ; 
There shall my zeal perform the vows 
My soul in anguish made. 

3 How much is mercy thy delight, 

Thou ev€r blessed God ! 
How dear thy servants in thy sight ! 
How precious is their blood ! 

4 How happy all thy servants are ! 

How great thy grace to me ! 
My life which thou hast made thy care, 
Lord, I devote to thee. 

5 Here, in thy courts, I leave my vow, 

And thy rich grace record ; 
Witness, ye saints, who hear me now. 
If I forsake the Lord. 

WaTT€. 



PSALM CXVIL Short Metre. % 
Praise to God from all Nations. 

1 Thy name. Almighty Lord, 

Shall sound through distant lands ; 
Great is thy grace, and sure thy word, 
Thy truth for ever stands. 

2 Far be thine honours spread ; 

Long niay thy praise endure. 
Till morning light and ev'ning shade 
Sh^ll be exchanged no more. 

Watts, 



PSALM 118. 169 



PSALM CXVIII. V. 18, 19. 1st Part. C. M. M 
Recovery from Sickness. 

1 Sov'reign of life, I own thy hand 

In ev'ry chast'ning stroke ; 
And whilst I smart beneath thy rod, 
Thy presence I invoke, 

2 To thee, in my distress I cry'd, 

Thy mercy lent an ear ; 
Thy powerful word my life prolong'd^ 
And brought salvation near. 

3 Unfold, ye gates of righteousness, 

That, with the pious throng, 
I may record my solemn vows, 
And tune my grateful song. 

4 Praise to the Lord, whose gentle hand 

Renews our laboring breath ; 
Praise to the Lord, who makes his saints 
Triumphant in their death. 

5 My God, in that appointed hour, 

The heav'nly world display ; 
Where sin and death shall have no place, 
And tears be wip'd away. 

6 There, whilst the nations of the bless'd 

With rapture sing around ; 
My anthems to deliv'ring grace 
In loftier strains shall sound. / 

Doddridge, with variation. 



PSALM CXVni. Sec. Part. C. J\L ^ 
For the I-ord's Day. 

1 This is the day the Lord hath made^ 
He calls the hours his own ; 
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170 PSALM 118. 



Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad, 
And praise surround thy throne. 

2 This day, the Saviour left the dead, 

And Satan's empire fell ; 
This day, the saints his triumph spread, 
And all his wonders tell. 

3 Hosanna to th' anointed King, 

To David's holy Son ! 
Save us, O Lord, descend and bring 
Salvatioji from thy throne. 

4 Blest be the Lord, who comes to men 

With messages of grace ; 
Who comes in God, his Father's name. 
To save our sinful race. 

5 Hosanna in the highest strains 

The church on earth can raise ! 
The highest heav'ns in which he reigns 
Shall give him nobler praise. 

Watts, 



PSALM CXVIII. Short Metre. }SL 
Salvation by Christ. 

1 Behold the Comer- Stone, 

Which God in Zion laj^s, 
To build our heav'nly hopes upon. 
And his eternal praise ! 

2 The Jewish scribe and priest 

Reject it with disdain ; 
Vet on this Rock shall Zion rest. 
And envy rage in vain. 

3 The work, O Lord, is thine. 

And wondrous in our eyes ; 
This day declares it all divine ; 
This day did Jesus rise. 



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171 



4 How glorious is the day, 

By our Redeemer made ! 
Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray, 
Let all the church be glad. 

5 Hosanna to the King 

Of Dayid's royal blood ! 
Bless him, ye saints, he comes to bring 
Salvation from your God. 

6 We bless thy holy word, 

Which all this grace displays ; 
And offer on thine altar, Lord, 
Our sacrifice of praise. 

Watts. 

PSALM CXIX. First Part. C, M, ^ or b 
The Happiness of a virtuous Life. 

1 How bless'd are they who always keep 

The pure and perfect way ; 
Who never from the sacred paths 
Of God's commandments stray ! 

2 How bless'd, who to his righteous laws 

'Have still obedient been, 
And have with humble fervent zeal 
His favour sought to win ! 

3 Such men their utmost caution use 

To shun each wicked deed ; 
But in the path which he directs. 
With constant care proceed. 

4 Thou strictly hast enjoin'd us, Lord, 

To learn thy sacre4 will, 
And all our diligence employ 
Thy statutes to fulfil. 

5 O then that thy most holy will 

Might o'er our ways preside ; 



172 PSALM 119. ^ 

And we the course of all our life ■ 
By thy direction guide ! H 
6 Then with assurance should we walk 
From all confusion free, 

Convinc'd, with joy, that all our ways 
With thy commands agree, 

Tate, 

PSALM CXIX. Sec. Part. Common Metre, b 
The Danger attending Youth. 

1 Indulgent God, with pitying eye 

The sons of men survey ; 
And see how youthful sinners sport 
In a destructive way. 

2 In pleasure's flow'ry path they tread. 

On future years presume, 
Although ten thousand snares are spread. 
To snatch them to the tomb. 

3 Reduce, O Lord, their wand'ring mind, 

Amus'd with airy dreams, 
That heav'nly wisdom may dispel 
Their visionary schemes. 

4 With holy caution may they walk. 

And make thy word their guide ; 
Till each, the danger safely past, 
On Zion's hill abide. 

Doddridge, with varia tloff» 

PSALM CXIX. Third Part. Com, Metre, b 
Repentance and Obedience. 

1 Thou art my portion, O my God ! 
Soon as I know thy way, 
My heaiit prepares t' obey thy word. 
And suffers no delay. 



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173 



2 I choose the path of heav'niy truth. 

And glory in my choice ; 
Not all the riches of the earth 
Can make me so rejoice. 

3 The testimonies of thy grace 

I set before my eyes ; 
Thence I derive my daily strength. 
And there my comfort lies, 

4 If e'er I wander from thy path, 

I think upon my ways, 
Then turn my feet to thy commands, 
And trust thy pard'ning grace. 

5 If thou incline this wand'ring heart 

Thy precepts to fulfil ; 
Then, till my mortal life shall end, 
I shall perform thy will. 



PSALM CXIX. 4th Part. C. M. ^ or b 
Instruction from Scripture. 

1 Thy word is like a heav'niy light, 

Which guides us all the day ; 
And through the dangers of the night, 
A lamp to lead our way. 

2 When once it enters to the mind, 

^It spreads such light abroad, 
The meanest souls instruction find. 
And raise their thoughts to God. 

3 The starry heavens thy rule obey, 

The earth preserves her place ; 
In nature's volume, night and day. 
Thy pow'r and skill we trace, 
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PSALM 119. 



4 But in thy law and gospel, Lord, 

Are lessons more divine ; 
Not earth stands firmer than thy word. 
Nor stars so nobly shine. 

5 Thy word is everlasting truth, 

How pure is ev'ry page ! 
That holy book shall guide our youth. 
And well support our age. 

Watts, 

PSALM CXIX. Fifth Part. Long Metre, b 
Godly Sorrow for the Sins of Men. 

1 Arise, my tender thoughts, arise ; 
Let torrents drown my weeping eyes ; 
And thou, my heart, with anguish feei 
Those evils which thou canst not heal. 

2 See human beings sunk in shame ; 
See scandals pour'd on Jesus' name ; 
See God insulted through his Son, 
The world abus'd, the soul undone. 

3 My heart with revVence hears ^y word. 
And trembles at thy threat'nings, Lord ; 
I know the wretched, dreadful end, 

To which their careless steps descend. 

4 My God, the mournful scene I vievv" 
With horror and with pity too ; 

O could my sympathy reclaim 

The wretches from destructive flame ! 

5 But feeble my compassion proves ; 
It can but weep, were most it loves : 
Thy own all-saving grace employ, 
And turn these drops of grief to joy. 



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PSALM CXIX. Sixth Part. C. M. M or b 
Delight in the Word of God. 

1 O HOW I love thy holy law ! 

*Tis daily my delight ; 
And thence my meditations draw 
Divine advice by night. 

2 My waking eyes prevent the day^ 

To meditate thy word ; 
My soul with longing melts away^ 
To hear thy gospel, Lord. 

3 When midnight darkness veils the skies, 

I call thy words to mind ; 
My thoughts in warm devotion rise, 
And God's acceptance find. 

4 How doth thy word my heart engage ! 

How well employ my tongue ! 
It cheers my tiresome pilgrimage^ 
And yields a heavenly song ! 

5 Am I a stranger, or at home, 

'Tis my continual feast ; 
Not honey dropping from the comb 
So much allures the taste. 

6 No treasures so enrich the mind^ 

Nor shall thy word be sold 
For loads of silver well refin'd, 
Nor heaps of shining gold. 

7 When nature sinks and spirits droop. 

Thy promises of grace 
Are pillars to support my hope, 
And elevate my praise. 



176 PSALM 119. 



PSALM CXIX. 7th Part. C. M. M or b 
The Variety and Comfort of the Divine Word. 

1 Lord, I have made thy word my choice^ 

Thy statutes all are just ; 
They make my noblest pow'rs rejoice. 
And mortify my lust. 

2 Thy precepts often I survey, 

And keep thy laws in sight, 
Through all the business of the day, 
To form my actions right. 

3 And when my spirit takes her fill 

Frorn fountains so divine, 
Not mighty men, that share the spoil. 
Have joy compared to mine. 

4 I read the histories of thy love, 

And keep thy grace in sight ; 
Whilst through the promises I rove 
With ever new delight. 

5 'Tis like a land of wealth unknown, 

Where living springs arise ; 
Seeds of immortal bliss are sown, 
And hidden glory lies : 

6 The best relief that mourners have ; 

It makes our sorrows blest ; 
Our fairest hope beyond the grave, 
And our eternal rest. 

Watts, 

PSALM CXIX. 8th Part. CM. # or b 
The Perfection of Scripture. 

1 Let all the heathen writers join 
To form one perfect book ; 
Great God, if once compared with thine^ 
How mean their writings look ! 



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177 



2 Not the most perfect rules they gave 

Could shew one sin forgiv'n, 
Nor lead a step beyond the grave ; 
But thine conduct to heav'n. 

3 I've seen an end of what we call 

Perfection, here below ; 
How short title pow'rs of nature fall, 

And can no farther go. 
4f But thy commands, O righteous Lord ! 

Pervade the heart within ; 
Thy perfect law, exceeding broad, 

Detects the secret sin. 

5 In vain we boast perfection here, 

While sin defiles our frame, 
And sinks our virtues down so far. 
They scarce deserve the name. 

6 Our faith, and love, and evVy grace, 

Fall far below thy Word ; 
But perfect truth and righteousness 
Dwell only with the Lord. 

V/ A TTS, varied. 

PSALM CXIX. 9th Part. C. M. or b 
Desire of Divine Knowledge. 

1 Thy mercies fill the earth, O Lord, 

How great thy works appear ! 
Open my eyes to read thy word. 
And see thy wonders there. 

2 My flesh, by thy creating hands, 

Is form'd with care and skill ; 
O make me learn thy just commands. 
That I may them fulfil ! 

3 Since Vm a stranger here below, 

Be thou my constant guide ; 



178 PSALM 119. 



Direct the way my feet shall go, 
Nor let me turn aside. 

4 If thou to me thy statutes shew, 

And heav'nly truth impart, 
Thy work for ever I'll pursue. 
Thy law shall rule my heart. 

5 From those vain objects turn my sight. 

Which this false world displays ; 
But give me heav'nly pow'r and light, 
To tread thy righteous Ways. 

Tate and Watts. 

PSALM CXIX. 10th Pirt. C. M. b 
Breathing after Holiness. 

1 O THAT the Lord would guide my ways^ 

To keep his statutes still ! 
O that my God would grant me grace 
To know and do his will ! 

2 Send thy good Spirit, Lord, to write 

Thy law upon my heart ; 
Nor let my tongue indulge deceit. 
Nor act the liar's part. 

3 From vanity turn off my eyes ; 

Let no corrupt design. 
Nor covetous desires, arise 
Within this soul of mine. 

4 Order my footsteps by thy word^ 

And make my heart sincere ; 
Let sin have no dominion, Lord, 
But keep my conscience clear. 

5 My soul hath gone too far astray. 

My feet too often slide ; 
O bring me back to virtue's way. 
And be thy truth my guide ! 



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6 Make me to walk in thy commands, 
'Tis a delightful road ; 
Nor let my head, or heart, or hands, 
Offend agai\ist my God. 

Watts. 



PSALM CXIX. nth Part. CM. b 
Holy Resolutions. 

1 O THAT thy Statutes ev'ry hour 

Might dwell upon my mind ! 
Thence I derive a quick'ning pow'r, 
And daily comfort find. 

2 Thy word sjjiall dwell upon my heart, 

To keep me pure within, 
And be an everlasting guard 
From ev'ry rising sin. 

3 To meditate thy precepts, Lord, 

Shall be my sweet employ : 
My soul shall ne'er forget thy word, 
Thy word is all my joy. 

4 How would I run in thy commands, 

If thou my heart discharge 
From sin's deceit and folly's bands. 
And set my feet at large ! 

5 My lips with courage shall declare 

Thy statutes and thy name ; 
V\\ speak thy word, though tyrants hear^ 
Nor yield to sinful shame. 

6 Depart from me, ye wicked race, 

Whose hands and hearts are ill ; 
I love my God, I love his ways. 
And must obey his will. 

Watts. 



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PSALM CXIX. 12th Part. C. M. b 
The Benefit of Afflictions. 

1 Consider all my sorrows, Lord, 

And thy deliv'rance send ; 
My soul for thy salvation waits ; 
When will my troubles end ! 

2 Yet I have found 'tis good for me 

To bear my Father'^ rod ; 
Afflictions make me learn the law, 
And reverence my God. 

3 This is the cornfort I en^oy, 

When new distress begins ; 
I read thy word, I run thy ways, 
And hate my former sins, 

4 Had not thy word been my delight, 

When earthly joys were fled, 
My soul, oppressed with sorrow's weight. 
Had sunk among the dead. 

5 I know thy judgments. Lord, are right, 

Though they may seem severe ; 
In all the sufferings I endure. 
Thy grace and love appear. 

6 Before I knew thy chast'ning rod, 

My feet were apt to stray ; 
But now I learn to keep thy word, 
Nor wander from thy way. 

PSALM CXIX. 13th Part. CM. b 
Prayer for quickening Grace. 

1 My soul lies cleaving to the dust. 
Lord, give me life divine ; 



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181 



From vain desires, and ev'ry lust. 
Turn off these eyes of mine. 

2 I need the influence of thy grace, 

To speed me in my way ; 
Lest I should loiter in my race> 
Or turn my feet astray. 

3 When sore afflictions press me down, 

I need thy quick'ning pow'rs ; 
Thy word, that I have rested on, 
Shall help my heaviest hours. 

4 Are not thy mercies sovereign still ? 

And thou a faithful God ? 
Wilt thou not grant me warmer zeal, 
To run the heav'nly road ? 

5 Does not my heart thy precepts love ? 

And long to see thy face ? 
And yet how slow my spirits move, 
Without enlivening grace ! 

6 Then shall I love thy gospel more. 

And ne'er forget thy word, 
When I have felt its quick'ning pow'r. 
To draw me near the Lord. 

Watts. 

PSALM CXIX. 14th Part. L. M. b 
Afflictions sanctified. 

1 Father,! bless thy gentle hand ; 
How kind was thy chastising rod, 
That forc'd my conscience to a stand, 
And brought my wand'ring soul to God ! 

2 Foolish and vain, I went astray, 
Ere I had felt thy scourges^ Lord ; 

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I left my guide, and lost my way ; J 
But now I love and keep thy word. J 

3 'Tis good for me to wear the yoke, I 
For pride is apt to rise and swell ; I 
*Tis good to bear my Father's stroke, 1 
That I may learn his statutes well, 1 

4 The law that issues from thy mouth, 
Shall raise my cheerful passions more 
Than all the treasures of the south, 
Or western hills of golden ore. 

5 Thy hands have made my mortal frame, 
Thy Spirit form'd my soul within ; 
Teach me to love thy holy name, 

And guard me safe from ev'ry sin. 

6 Then those who love and fear the Lord, 
In my salvation shall rejoice ; 

For I have trusted in thy word. 
And make thy grace my only choice. 

Watts. 



PSALM CXX. Common Metre. t) 
Complaint against Enemies. 

1 Thou God of love, thou ever blest, 

Pity my suffering state ; 
When wilt thou set my soul at rest. 
Fromjjmen who love deceit ? 

2 Ah, wo is me, to have my seat 

Among the sons of strife ! 
Perpetual insult doom'd to meet, 
From men of restless life. 

3 Oh might I fly to change my place, 

I'd rather choose to roam 
In some wide, lonesome wilderness, 
To find a silent home ! 



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183 



4 Peace is the blessing that I seek, 

And friendly terms prepare ; 
But when to them of peace I speak, 
They all for war declare. 

5 New passions still their souls engage, 

And keep their malice strong ; 
What shall be done to curb thy rage, 
O thou provoking tongue ! 

6 Should deadly arrows strike thee through/ 

Strict justice would approve ; 
But I had rather spare my foe. 
And melt his heart with love. 

Watts and Merrick. 



PSALM CXXI. Common Metre. «orb 
Divine Preservation. 

1 From Zion's hill my help descends ; 

To God I lift mine eyes ; 
My strength alone on him dei)ends, 
Who built the earth and skies. 

2 He, ever watchful, ever nigh. 

Forbids my feet to slide ; 
No sleep nor slumber seals the eye 
Of Israel's faithful Guide. 

3 He will sustain my feeble powers 

With his almighty arm ; 
And watch my most unguarded hours ^ 
Against all fatal harm. 

4 Then let my soul securely rest. 

My guardian is the Lord ; [blest, 
His pow'r, which makes my slumbers 
Protection will afford. 



184 PSALM 121. 



5 Nor scorching sun, nor sickly moon, 

Will he permit to smite ; 
He shields my head from burning n oonj 
From noxious damps by night. 

6 At home, abroad, in peace, in war, 

God will my life defend ; 
Conduct me free from ev'ry snare, 
Safe to my journey's end. 

Tate, Watts and Merrick, 

PSALM CXXI. Hallelujah Metre, m or b 
Divine Preservation. 

1 To God I lift my eyes, ^ 
From whom is all my aid :^ 
The God who built the skies, 
And earth's foundation laid. 

God is the tow'r 
To which I fly; 
His grace is nigh 
In evVy hour. 

2 My feet shall never slide, 
And fall in fatal snares, 

Since God, my heav'niy guide, 
Will dissipate my fears. 

Those wakeful eyes 

Which never sleep, 

Shall Israel keep, 

When dangers rise. 



3 No burning heat by day. 
Nor blast of evening air. 
Shall take my health away. 
If God be with me there. 



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Thou art my light 
And thou my shade, 
To guard my head, 
By day or night. 

4 Hast thou not promis'd, Lord, 
To save my soul from death ? 
And I can trust thy word, 
To keep my mortal breath. 

I'll go and come. 

Nor fear to die. 

Till from on high 

Thou call me home. 

Watts. 



PSALM CXXII. Common Metre. m 
For the Lord's-Day Morning. 

1 Behold the rising dawn appear, 

Which calls our willing feet 
To tread thy courts, O God ! and here 
Our solemn praise repeat. 

2 Fair Zion's gates are our delight ; 

Within her walls we stand ; 
And all her happy sons unite 
In friendship's sacred band. 

3 We love the place where Zion's Lord 

Is pleas'd to shew his face ; 
Here he proclaims his holy word, 
And here accepts our praise. 

4 With rev'rend awe and godly fear, 

We bow before thy throne ; 
For thou the fervent pray'r wilt hear, 
Through thy beloved Sou, 
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PSALM 122. 



5 Peace be within this hallow'd place, 
. And joy a constant guest ; 
With holy gifts and heav'nly grace. 

Be her attendants blest. 

6 Our souls shall pray for Zion still, 

While life or breath remains ; 
For here our friends and brethren dwell, 
And here our Saviour reigns. 

Watts and Merrick, united and varied. 



PSALM CXXII. Particular Metre, M 
The Pleasure of Publick Worship. 

1 How does my heart rejoice. 
To hear the publick voice, 
Come, let us seek our God to-day 
Yes, with a cheerful zeal. 
We'll haste to Zion's hill. 

And there our vows and honours pay. 

2 Zion, thrice happy place ! 
Adorn'd with wondrous grace, 

And walls of strength enclose thee round ; 
In thee our tribes appear. 
To pray, and praise, and hear 

The sacred gospel's joyful sound. 

3 Here David's holy Son, 
Hath plac'd his royal throne. 

He sits for grace and judgment here ; 

He bids the saints be glad, 

He makes the wicked sad ; 
But humble souls rejoice with fean 

4 May peace attend thy gate, 
And joy within thee wait, 

To bkss the soul of ey'ry gijest ^ 



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The man who seeks thy peace, 
And wishes thine increase, 
A thousand blessings on him rest ! 

5 My tongue rejDcats her vows, 
" Peace to this sacred house,'' 
For here my friends and brethren dwell ; 
And since my glorious God 
Makes thee his blest abode. 
My soul shall ever love thee well. 

Watts. 

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PSALM CXXIII. Common Metre. b 
Pleading with Submission, 

1 O THOU, whose grace and justice reign, 
Enthroned above the sky ; 
To thee our hearts would tell their pain, 
To thee we lift our eye. 
3 As servants watch their master's hand, 
And dread the stern rebuke ; 
Or maids before their mistress stand, 
And wait the peaceful look : 

3 So for our sins we justly feel 

Thy righteous hand, O God ; 
Yet wait the gracious moment still, 
Till thou remove thy rod. 

4 Those who in ease and pleasure live^ 

Our daily groans deride ; 
And thy delays of mercy give 
Fresh courage to their pride. 

5 Our foes insult us ; but our hope 

In thy compassion lies : 
This thought shall bear our spirits up, 
That God will not despise. 

Watts., 



188 PSALM 124, 125. ^ 

PSALM CXXIV. Long Metre. 2£ 
Deliverance from Enemies. 

1 Had not the Lord, may Israel sav, 
Had not the Lord maintained our side, 
When men, to make our lives a prey, 
Rose like the swelling of the tide ; 

2 'The swelling tide had stopp'd our breath. 
So fiercely did the billows roll ; 
We had been swallow'd deep in death ; > 
The waters had overwhelmed our soul.^ 

3 We leap for joy, we shout and sing, 
Who just escap'd the fatal stroke ; 
So flies the bird with lively wing, 
When once the fowler's snare is broke. 

4 For ever blessed be the Lord, 

Who broke the fowler's deadly snare ; 
Who sav'd us from the threat'ning sword, 
And made our lives his watchful care. 

5 Our help is in Jehovah's name, 

Who form'd the earth and built the skies ; 
Who still upholds all nature's frame, 
And guards his church with wakeful eyes. 

Watts, 



PSALM CXXV. Common Metre, or t) 
Trial and Safety. 

1 Unshaken as the sacred hill. 

And firm as mountains be. 
When tempests rise, the soul shall stand 
That trusts, O Lord, in thee. 

2 As lofty mountains stood to guard 

Fair Salem's happy ground ; 
So God's almighty pow'r and love 
Enclose his church around. 



PSALM 126- 



189 



3 Though he permit the tyrant's rod 

T' inflict a chast'ning stroke ; 
Yet, lest it wound the soul too deep, 
Its fury shall be broke. 

4 The Lord will gently deal with those, 

Whose filial love and fear, 
Whose faith, and hope, and ev'ry grace, 
Proclaim their hearts sincere. 

Watts, varied. 

PSALM CXXVI. Common Metre. ^ 
Remarkable Deliverance. 

1 When God reveal'd his gracious name, 

And changed our mournful state, 
Our rapture seem'd a pleasing dream, 
The work appear'd so great. 

2 " Great is the work," our brethren cry'd, 

Andown'd the pow'r divine ; 
" Great is the work,*' our souls reply'd, 
" And be the glory thine." 

3 The Lord can clear the darkest skies, 

Can give us day for night ; 
Make drops of sacred sorrow rise 
To rivers of delight. 

4 Let those who sow in sadness, wait 

Till the fair harvest come ; 
They shall confess their sheaves are great, 
And shout the blessings home. 

5 The seed, though buried long in dust. 

Will not deceive their hope ; 
The precious grain cannot be lost. 
For grace ensures the crop. 

Watts. 



190 PSALM 127, 128. 



PSALM CXXVII. Cointnon Metre, 2^ or \y 
Success and Prosperity from God. 

1 If God, to build the house deny. 

The builders work in vain ; 
Cities without his watchful eye 
An useless guard maintain : 

2 In vain we rise before the day, 

And late to rest repair ; 
Allow no respite to our toil, 
And eat the bread of care. 

3 But if we trust our Father's love. 

And in his ways delight. 
He'll give us needful food by day, 
And quiet sleep by night. 

4 Then children, relatives, and friends 

Shall real blessings prove ; 
And all the earthly joys he sends . 
Be crown'd witii heavenly love. 

Tate and Watts, with addition. 

PSALM CXXVIII. Long Metre. ^ 
Family Duties and Blessings. 

1 Blest is the man who fears the Lord, 
And walks by his unerring word ; 
Comfort and peace his days attend, 
And God will ever prove his friend. 

2 To him who condescends to dwell 
With saints in their obscurest cell, 
Be our domestic altars rais'd, 
And daily let his name be prais'd, 

3 To him may each assembled house 
Present their night and morning vows 



PSALM 129. 



191 



Their servants and their rising race 
Be taught his precepts and his grace. 

4 Then shall the charms of wedded love 
Still more delightful blessings prove ; 
And parents' hearts shall overflow 
With joys that parents only know. 

5 When nature droops, our aged eyes 
Shall see our children's children rise ; 
Till, pleas'd and thankful, we remove, 
xAnd join the family above. 

Doddridge and Merrick, united and varied. 

PSALM CXXIX. Long Metre. ^ orh 
(xA new version.) 

The Counsels of Enemies disappointed. 

1 Ho w often have our restless foes 
Their arts employed to vex our land ! 
But God did kindly interpose ; 

His powV hath made our feet to staijd. 

2 By subtle wiles as dark as night. 
Their malice lay awhile conceal'd ; 
But soon the mischief sprang to light, 
And all their projects stood reveal'd. 

3 With pride and pow'r and lifted hand, 
They dealt their vengeful blows around ; 
Our backs were like the furrow'd land, 
When ploughmen break the stubborn 

4 But secret arts, and open force, [ground. 
Have never mov'dour steadfast feet ; 

His justice still maintains its course. 
And he will all their plots defeat. 

5 I^ike wither'd grass their hopes shall fade, 
J^or God nor man their counsels bless ; 



192 



PSALM 130. 



No friendly hand shall lend them aid, 
No tongue shall wish them good success. 

PSALM CXXX. Common Metre. b 

Repentance and Pardon. ' 

1 Lord, shouldst thou call us to thy bar, j 

Should thine impartial hand ] 
Avenge our sins against thy law, \ 
What mortal flesh could stand ! 

2 But sovereign mercy dwells with thee, 

Hope dawns amidst our fears ; 
Divine forgiveness, large and free, 
Shall wipe our flowing tears. 

3 On thee alone, our souls would wait, 

And in thy word would stay ; 
Thy promises can light create. 
And turn our night to day. 

4 Just as the guards that keep the night 

Long for the morning skies, 
Watch the first beams of breaking light, 
Ahd meet them with their eyes : 

5 So wait our souls to see thy grace. 

And, more intent than they, 
Meet the first op'nings of thy face, 
And find a brighter day. 

6 Let contrite sinners on the Lord, 

With humble hope recline ; 
Justice and mercy, in his word. 
Harmoniously combine. 

7 Unnumber'd though our sins appear, 

And fill our hearts with pain ; 
Thy boundless love dispels our fear, 
And cleanses evVy stain. 

Watts and Steele. 



PSALM 130, 131. 



193 



PSALM CXXX, Long Metre. b 
Pardoning Grace. 

1 From deep distress and troubled thoughts, 
To thee, my God, I raise my cry ; 

If thou severely mark our faults, ^ 
What flesh could stand before thine eye ! 

2 But thou hast set thy throne of grace 
Free to dispense thy pardons there ; 
That sinners may approach thy face, 
And hope and love, as well as fear. 

3 As the benighted pilgrims wait, 
And long and wish for breaking day ; 
So waits my soul before thy gate ; 
When will mj^ God his face display ? 

4 My trust is fix'd upon thy word, 
Nor shall I trust thy word in vain ; 
Let mourning souls address the Lord, 
And find relief from all their pain. 

5 Great is his love, and large his grace. 
Through the redemption of his Son ; 
He turns our feet from sinful ways, 
And pardons what our hands have done. 

Watts.- 



PSALM CXXXI. Common Metre, b 
Humility and Contentment. 

1 Is there ambition in my heart ? 

Search, gracious God, and see ; 
Or, do I act a haughty part ? 
Lord, I appeal to thee. 

2 Drive from the confines of my heart 

All discontent and pride ; 

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194 PSAI.M 132, 

Nor iet me, inerroiieous paths, 
With thoughtless sinners glide. 

3 Whate'er thine all'discerning eye 

Sees for thy creature fit, 
ril bless the good, and to the ill 
Contentedly submit. 

4 With humble pleasure let me view 

The prosp'rous and the great ; 
Malignant envy let me fly, 
And odious self-conceit. 

5 Let not despair nor fell revenge 

Be to my bosom known ; 
O give me tears for others' wo, 
And patience for my own ! 

6 Feed me with necessary food, 

I ask not wealth or fame ; 
But give me eyes to view thy works. 
And sense to praise thy name. 

7 May my still days obscurely pass, 

Without remorse or care ; 
And let me for the parting hour 
Incessantly prepare. 

B. Williams's Collectiori 

PSALM CXXXII. Co7nmon Metre. ': 
The Jewish and Christian Churches compared. 

1 The Lord in Zion plac'd his name, 

His ark was settled there ; 
To Zion the whole nation came m 
To worship, thrice a year. ' 

2 Thither from Canaan's utmost ends^ 

The favour'd tribes resort ; 
And God his sure protection lends. 
While they approach his-court. 



PSALM 133. 



195 



3 Bat we have no such lengths to go, 

Nor such a tedious road ; 
Where'er thy saints assemble now. 
There is a house of God. 

4 Arise, O King of grace ! arise, 

And enter to thy rest ; 
Lo, thy church waits with longing eyes. 

Thus to be own'd and blest. 
-5 Enter with all thy glorious train, 

Thy Spirit and thy word ; ; 
All that the arlc did once contain 

Could no such grace aftord. 

6 Here, mighty God, accept our vows, 
Here let thy praise be spread ; 
Bless the provisions of thy house, 
And fill thy poor with bread. 

Watts, varied. 



PSALM CXXXIII. Short Metre. ^ 
Brotherly Love. 

1 Blest are the sons of peace. 

Whose hearts and hopes are one ; 
Whose kind designs to serve and please 
Through all their actions run ! 

2 Blest is the pious house. 

Where zeal and friendship meet ; 
Their songs of praise, their mingled vows. 
Make their communion sweet. 

3 Thus on the heav'nly hills 

The saints are blest above ; 
Where peace like morning dew distils, 
And all the air is love. 

Watts, 



196 



PSALM 134, 135, 



PSALM CXXXIV, Long Metre. ^ 
Daily and, nightly Devotion. 

1 Ye servants of th^ eternal King, 
Your grateful hymns in triumph sing ; 
Ye who attend his courts by day, 
And in the night your homage pay. 

2 Behold the sun, obedient still 
To execute his Maker's will ! 
The silver moon and planets roll 
In silence round the glowing pole. 

3 As they dispense their steady rays. 
Like them, be constant in his praise ; 
Like them harmoniously join 
To celebrate the hand divine. 

4 And may ttiat God whose pow'r has made 
This earth, and heav'n's wide arch displayed. 
From sacred Zion bid you prove 

The blessings of his boundless love. 

Partly from Merrick. 



PSALM CXXXV. Common Metre, m 
Praise to the truq and living God. 

1 Awake, ye saints, to praise your King ; 

Your noblest passions raise ; ^ 
The pious pleasure while you sing, 
Increasing with the praise. 

2 Great is the Lord, and works of might 

His majesty declare ; ^ 
But still his saints are near his sight, 
And find a parent's care. 

3 Heav'n, earth and sea confess his hand ; 

He bids the vapours rise ; 



PSALM 136. 197 

Lightning and storm, at his coniiTiand, 
Sweep through the vaulted skies. 

4 All pow'r that kings or gods have claimed 

Is found with him aloae ; 
But heathen gods should ne'er be nam'd 
Where our Jehovah's known. 

5 Which of the stocks or stones they trust 

Can give them show'rs of rain ? 
In vain they pray to glitt'ring dust. 
And worship gold in vain. 

6 But ye who know the living God, 

Serve him with holy fear ; 
He makes his church his blest abode, 
And claims your homage here. 

Watts, varied. 



PSALM CXXXVL Long Metre. m 
Creation, Providence, and Grace. 

1 Give to our God immortal praise, 
Mercy and truth are all his ways ; 
Wonders of grace to God belong ; 
Repeat his mercies in your song. 

2 Give to the Lord of lords renown, 
The King of kings with glory crown ; 
His mercies never shall decay, 
Though lords and kings shall pass away. 

3 He built the earth, he spread the sky, 
And fix'd the starry lights on high 
Wonders of grace to God belong. 
Repeat his mercies in your song. 

4 He gives the sun his cheering light, 
He bids the moon direct the night ; 

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198 PSALM 136. 

His mercies never shall decay, 
Though suns and moons shall pass away, 

5 He sent his Son with pow'r to save. 
From sin and darkness and the grave : 
Wonders of grace to God belong ; 
Repeat his mercies in your song. . 

6 Through this vain world he guides our feet^ 
And leads us to his heav'nly seat : 

His mercies ever shall endure. 

When this vain world shall be no more. ' 

Watts. 

PSALM CXXXVI. Hallelvjah Metre. ^ 

1 To God, the mighty Lord,. 
Your joyful thanks repeat ; 
To him due praise afford, 
As good as he is great. 

For God does prove 
Our constant friend ; 
His boundless Jove 
Shall never end. 

2 To him, whose wondrous povv'r, 
All other gods obey ; 

Whom earthly kings adore, 
This grateful homage pay. 

For God will prove 

Our constant friend ; 

His boundless love 

Shall never end. 

3 By his Almighty hand 
Stupendous works are wrought ; 
The heav'ns by his command 
Were to perfection brought. 

This God will prove 
Our constant ftiejid ; 



PSALM 136. 



199 



His boundless love 
Shall never end. 

4 Through heav'n he doth display 
The radiant orbs of light ; 

The sun to rule by day, 
The moon and stars by night. 

This God will prove 
. Our constant friend ; 

His boundless love 

Shall never end. 

5 He spread the ocean round 
About the spacious land ; ^ 
And made the solid ground 
Above the M^aters stand. 

This God will prove 
Our constant friend ; 
' His boundless love 
Shall never end. 

6 He doth the food supply. 
On which all creatures Hve ; 
To God, who reigns on high^ 
Eternal praises give. 

This God will prove 
Our constant friend ; 
His boundless love 
Shall never end. 

Tate. 

PSALM CXXXVl. 411 Sevens Metre, M 
The Perfections and Providence of God. 

1 Lift your voice, and thankful sing 
Praises to your heav'nly King ; 
For his blessings far extend, 
And his mercy knows no end. 



200 



PSALM 137. 



2 Be the Lord your only theme, 
Who of gods is God supreme ; 
He to whom all lords beside 
Bow the knee, their faces hide : 

3 Who asserts his just command, 
By the wonders of his hand ; 
He whose wisdom, thron'd on high, 
Built the mansions of the sky : 

4 He who bade the watVy deep 
In appointed bounds to keep, 
And the stars that gild the pole 
Through unmeasured ether roll. 

5 Thee, O sun, whose powerful ray 
Rules the empire of the day ; 
You, O moon and stars, whose light 
Cheers the darkness of the night. 

6 He with food sustains, O earth. 
All which claim from thee their birth ; 
For his blessings wide extend. 
And his mercy knows no end. 

Merrick. 



PSALM CXXXVII. Common Metre, b 
(A new version.) 

1 Captivity. 

1 Far from our friends and countrj^ dear 

In hostile lands we moan ; 
No tender hand to wipe the tear, 
Which flows with evVy groanu 

2 Our foes insulting mock our grief. 

And sport with our complaints ; 
No mercy prompts to give relief. 
Though languid raisVy feiiits. 



PSALM 138. 201 

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3 In retrospective scenes employ'd, 

We think on former days ; 
When peaceful Sabbaths we enjoy 'd, 
And all our work was praise. 

4 But now, of liberty depriv'd, 

In solitude confin'd, 
In vain we seek the word of life, 
To feed the starving mind. 

5 To thee, O Lord, we lift our eye, 

To thee, our cause commend ; 
Thou hear'st the mourning pris'ner's sigh, 
Thou art the suff'rer's friend. 

6 We seek no vengeance on our foes, 

But put our trust in thee ; 
O let thy mercy interpose. 
And set thy captives free ! 



PSALM CXXXVIII. Common Metre, ^ 
A Song of Praise. 

1 To thee, my God, my heart shall bring 

The lively grateful song ; 
Attending crowds shall hear me sing, 
With rapture on my tongue. 

2 Amidst the glories of thy name, 

Thy truth exalted shines ; 
A faithful God, thy words proclaim 
In everlasting lines. 

3 Th' eternal God looks kindly down 

On pious humble souls ; 
But from afar his piercing frown 
The sons of pride controls. 

4 Thou, Lord, wilt all my hopes fulfil, 

To thee the work belongs ; 



202 PSALM 138. 



Let endless mercy guide me still, 
And tune my grateful songs. 

Mrs. Steele. 

PSALM CXXXVIII. »L,M ^ 

Restoring and preserving' Mercy. 

1 With all my pow'rs of heart and tongue, 
ril praise my Maker in my song ; 
Wliile holy zeal directs my eyes 

To thy fair temple in the skies. 

2 rU sing thy truth and mercy, Lord, 
I'll sing the wonders of thy word ; 
Not all thy works and names below 
So much thy povv'r and glory show. 

3 The God of heavn maintains his state, 
Frowns on the impious, proud and great ; 
But from his throne descends to see 
The sons of humble poverty. 

4 Amidst a thousand snares I stand. 
Upheld and guarded by thy hand ; 
Thy words my fainting soul revive, 
And keep my dying f^tith alive. 

5 Grace will complete what^grace begins, 
To save from sorrows or from sins ; 
The work which vvisdom undertakes, 
Eternal mercy ne'er forsakes. 

W^ATTS, 

PSALM CXXXVni. ver. 3^ 5. S. M. ^ 
Spiritual Strength and Joy. 

1 My soul, review the time 
In which my God I sought ; 
I cry'd aloud for aid divine, 
iVnd aid divine he brought. 



PSALM 139. 



203 



2 Through all my fainting heart, 

His secret vigour spread ; 
To me his strength he did impart, 
And rais'd my drooping head. 

3 Then will I raise my voice, 

And form a cheerful song ;^ 
With all the saints I will rejoice, 
Who to his courts belong. 

4 With them, the path I'll trace. 

Which leads to his abode ; 
And join to sing redeeming grace. 
Along the joyful road. 

5 Here, flow'rs of Paradise 

In rich profusion spring ; 
There, Zion's lofty towVs arise, 
The seat of Zion's King. 

6 Within those sacred walls, 

I shall be ever blest ; 
I'll follow where my Father calls. 
And seek his heav'nly rest. 

Altered from Doddridge. 

PSALM CXXXIX. First Part. CM ^ or b 
^ The universal Presence of God. 

1 In all my vast concerns with thee, 

In vain my soul would try 
To shun thy presence. Lord, or flee 
The notice of thine eye. 

2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys 

My rising and my rest ; 
My publick walks, my private ways. 
And secrets of my breast. 
;] My thoughts lie open to the Lord, 
Before they're form'd within ; 



204 PSALM 139. 



And ere my lips pronounce the word, 
He knows the sense I mean. 

4 O wondrous knowledge, deep and high ! 

Where can a creature hide ? 
Within thy circling arms I lie, 
Beset on ev'ry side. 

5 So let thy grace surround me still, 

And like a bulwark prove, 
To guard my soul from evVy ill, 
Secured hy sov'reign love. 

Watts. 



PSALM CXXXIX. Sec. Part. C. M. b 
The all.seeing Eye of God. 

1 Lord, where shall guilty souls retire, 

Forgotten and unknown ? 
In hell they meet thy dreadful ire ; 
In heav'n thy glorious throne. 

2 Should I suppress my vital breath, 

T' escape the wrath divine, 
Thy voice would break the bars of death, 
And make the. grave resign. 

3 If, wing'd with beams of morning light, . 

I fly beyond the west. 
Thy hand, which must support my flight. 
Would soon betray my rest. 

4 If o'er my sins I think to draw 

The curtains of the night. 
Those flaming eyes which guard thy law 
Would turn the shades to light. 

5 The beams of noon, the midnight hour, • 

Are both alike to thee ; 



PSALM 139. 205 



O may 1 ne'er disirast that powV 
From which I cannot flee. 

Watts. 



PSALxM CXXXIX. 3d Part. C. M, * or b 
God the Author of our Being*. 

1 God of my life, whose bounteous care. 

First gave me pow'r to move ; 
How shall my grateful heart declare 
The wonders of thy love ? 

2 Thee will I honour, for I stand 

The product of tny skill ; 
The wonders of thy forming hand . 
My admiration nil. 

5 Whilst void of thought and sense, I lay, 
Dubt of my parent eartn, 
Thy breath inform 'd the sleeping clay . 
And caird m.^ into birth. 

4 From thee, before my breath begun, 

My limbs their fashion took ; 
And in continuance, ev'ry one 
Was written in thy book. 

5 Thine eye beheld in perfect view, 

The yet unfinish'd plan ; 
Th' imperfect lines toy pencil drew, 
And form'd the future man. 

6 O may this animated frame, 

This work of matchless skill, 
Be all devoted to thy name. 
And love to do thy will ! 

B. Williams's Collection^ varied. 

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206 PSALM 139. 



PSALM CXXXIX. 4th Part. C. M. 
Praise for temporal and spiritual Mercies. 

1 Almighty Father, gracious Lord, 

Kind Guardian of my days ! 
My heart thy mercies would record^ 
In grateful songs of praise. 

2 In life's first dawn, my tender frame 

Was thy indulgent care ; 
Before I could pronounce thy name, 
Or breathe my infant pray'r. 

3 When reason with my stature grew, 

How faint her brightest ray ! 
How little of my God I knew ! ^ 
How apt from thee to stray ! 

4 When life hung trembling on a breadi, 

'Twas thine almighty love 
That sav'd me from impending death. 
And bade my fears remove. 

5 How many blessings round me shone. 

Where'er I turned my eye ! 
How many past, almost unknown, 
Or unregarded, by ! 

6 Each rolling year new favours brought 

From thy exhaustless -store ; 
But ah ! in vain my lab'ring thought 
Would count thy mercies o'er. 

7 Lord, when this mortal frame decays^ 

And ev'ry weakness dies, 
Complete the wonders of thy , grace 
And raise me to the skies. 



PSALM 139. 



207 



8 Then shall my joyful povv'rs unite, 
In more exalted lays ; 
And join the happy sons of light, 
In everlasting praise. 

Mrs. Steele, 



PSALM CXXXIX. 5th Part. Long Metre. % or X) 
The Formation of Body and Soul. 

1 Thou God, by whose command I live. 
The tribute of my praise receive ; 

To thee, O Lord, my life I owe, 
And all my joys from thee do flow. 

2 Not many suns have form'd the year. 
And roird their courses round the sphere, 
Since thou my shapeless dust survey 'd^ 
In undistinguished matter laid. 

3 Thy plastick hand my clay refined, 
Its particles in order join'd ; 

And, to complete the wondrous whole, 
Did stamp thine image on my soul : 

4 A soul susceptible of joy. 

Which length of time cannot destroy ; 
Though nature claims my vital breath, 
It bids defiance still to death. 

5 To realms of bliss that soul will soar, 
When earth and skies shall be no more ; 
And there, in more exalted lays. 

Shall sing my great Creator's praise. 

Mrs. Carter, varied. 

PSALM CXXXIX. 5th Part. C. M. M, or b 
To the Searcher of Hearts. 

1 Lord, should I count thy mercies o'er, 
How vast the numbers rise ! 



508 PSALM 140. 



Beyond the sands that spread the shore, 
Or stars that gild the skies. 

2 Whene'er I close my eyes to sleep, 
These thoughts shall sooth my rest ; 

And when I wake, they still shall keep 
Their place within my breast. .^^^^ 

3 Before thine all pervading eyes ^IB 
I would my soul display ; ^ 

I scorn to use ihe least disguise, 
But ask thy strict survey. 

4 Does my fond heart sorne fav'rite sin 
Within itself conceal, ^ 

O may a beam of light divine 
The hidden guilt reveal ! 

5 If in the paths of dark deceit 
My soul hath gone astray, ^ 

O turn and guide my wand'ring feet 
In thy celestial way ! 

Partly from Doddridge. 

PSALM CXL. Long Metre. ^ 
Deliverance from Enemies. 

Great God, our haughty foes repel ; 
Their rage by pow'r superior quell ; 
Save us from their vindictive tongue. 
And guard us from the hand of wrong. 

2 The tongue, by wisdom unsubdu'd. 
From bliss its owner shall exclude ; 
Destruction follows fast behind 
The feet to wickedness inclined. 

3 Our heart has known thee, Lord, prepared 
The helpless and the poor to guard ; 



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PSALM 141, 142. 



209 



To save them from oppression's jaws. 
And vindicate the injured cause. 
4 The soul, subjected to thy fear, 
With gratitude thy voice shall heaj ; 
Shall bow their wills to thy command, 
And in thy sight accepted stand. 

Merrick. 

PSALM CXLI. Loner Metre. ^ orh 
Watchfulness and brotherly Reproof, 

1 Lord, when I call, make haste to hear, 
And to my voice incline thine ear ; 

So shall my pray'r like incense rise, 
My lifted hands like sacrifice. 

2 O set upon my lips a guard, 

And let my tongue be doubly barr'd ! 
Let not my heart to vice inchne, 
Nor let my hand in mischief join. 

3 If e'er from v/isdom^s path I stray, 
And walk in sin's delusive way, 

Let virtue's friends, severely kind, ^ 
Reprove the errors of my mind. 

4 Their faithful vyords, like ointment shed^ 
Shall never bruise, but heal my head ; 
And when I find them press'd with grief, 
I'll pray to Heav'n for their relief. 

Watts, Merrick, and Denham. 

PSALM CXLII. Long Metre. b 
Deliverance from Trouble and Sorrow. 

1 To THEE, great God, I will disclose, 
In sad recital, all my woes ; 
Because thine eyes, with steady view, 
Through sorrow's gloom jny steps pursUQ* 
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210 PSALM 143. 



2 On evVy side I cast mine eye, ^ 
But found no friend or helper nigh ; 
No lenient tongue my grief to cheer, 
No eye to drop the social tear. 

3 Then, mighty God, to thee I cry'd, 
In whom I can my hopes confide ; 
Be thou my refuge while I live. 
And when I die, my souj receive. 

4 Do thou my prison doors unbar, 

So shall my tongue thy love declare ; 
And righteous men with me shall join 
To celebrate thy pow'r divine. 

Watts and Merrick, varied. 
PSALM CXLIIL Long Metre, b 

Complaint and Hope. ^ 

1 Hear, O my God, with pity hear, I 
My humble, supplicating moan : I 
In mercy answer all my pray'r, w 
And make thy truth and goodness known; 

2 O let thy mercy still be nigh ; 
Should awful justice frown severe, 
Before the terror of thine eye, 

\ What trembling mortal can appear ! 

3 I call to mind the former days ; 
Thine ancient works declare thy name, 
Thy truth, thy goodness, and thy grace ; 
And these, O Lord, are still the same. 

4 To thee I lift my^ suppliant hands, 
To thee my longing soul aspires ; 
As cheering show'rs to thirsty lands, 
Thy grace can fill these strong desires. 

5 Speak to my heart ; the gloomy night 
Shall vani^Ji, and bright momips bf^^^^ ^ 



PSALM 144. 



211 



In thee I trust, my guide, my light, 
Teach me the path my feet should take. 

6 Teach me to do thy sacred will ; 
Thou art my God, my hope, my stay ; 
Let thy good Spirit lead me still, 
And point the safe, the upright way. 

Mrs. Steele. 

PSALM CXLIV. Long Metre, m or ^ 
Divine Protection, Peace, and Plenty. 

1 Descend from heav'n, Almighty Lord, 
And earth shall tremble at tliy word ; 
The smoking hills, with conscious fear, 
Shall own their sovereign Maker near. 

2 Whilst thy keen pointed lightnings fly 
Like flaming arrows through the sky, 
Our foes, dispers'd, shall rise no more, 
Nor dare the terrors of thy powV. 

3 O let thy potent arm control 

These threat'ning waves that round us roll ; 

These sons of vanity that rise. 

With fraudful hands and impious lies ! 

4 Then shall our sons, beneath thy care, 
Grow up like plants erect and fair ; 
Our daughters shall like pillars rise. 
Were splendid buildings charm the eyes. 

5 Then plenty shall our stores increase, 
Plenty, the lovely child of peace ; ^ 
The flock its fleecy wealth shall yield, 
And pour its thousands o'er the field. 

6 The well fed ox shall then aflford 
His cheerful labours to his lord ; 
No more shall sons of plunder reign, 
Nor sons Qf misery complain. 



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PSx\LM 145. 



7 O happy people ! favour'd state ! ^ 
Whom such peculiar blessings wait y 
Happy ! who on tlie Lord depend, 
Their help, their guardian, and their friend. 

Mrs. Steele. 



PSALM CXLV. First Part. Cbm. Metre, m 
The Divine Perfections and Providence. 

1 Thee will I bless, my God and King, 

Thy endless praise proclaim ; 
This tribute daily will I bring, 
And ever bless thy name. 

2 Thou, Lord, art infinitely great. 

And highly to be prais'd ; 
Thy majesty, with boundless height. 
Above our knowledge rais'd. 

3 Renown'd for mighty acts, thy fame 

To future time extends ; 
From age to age, thy glorious name 
Successively descends. 

4 The fathers to the listening youth 

Shall teach thy wondrous ways ; 
Ages to come proclaim thy truth. 
And nations sound thy praise. 

5 Thy glorious deeds of ancient date 

Shall through the world be known t 
Thine arm of pow'r, thy heav'nly state, 
With publick splendour shown* 

6 The world is governed by thy hands, 

Thy saints are ruPd by love ; 
And thine eternal kingdom stands, 
Though rooks and hills remove. 

Tate and Watts. 



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PSALM CXLV. Sec. Part. C. M. M 
Divine Goodness. 

1 Great is the Lord ! our souls adore ! 

We wonder while we praise ; 
Thy pow'r, what creature can explore, 
Or equal honours raise ? 

2 Thy name shall dwell upon my tongue. 

While suns shall set and rise ; 
And tune my everlasting song 
In realms beyond the skies, 

3 Thy praise shall be my constant theme^ 

Tlxi wonders of thy pow'r ; 
I'll speak the honours of thy name, 
And bid the world adore. 

4 But sweetly flowing strains shall tell 

The riches of thy grace ; 
And songs of grateful joy reveal 
Thy spotless righteousness. 

5 How large thy tender mercies are ! 

How wide thy grace extends ! 
On thy beneficence and care 
The universe depends. 

6 To thee, O Lord, for daily meat, 

Thy creatures lift their eyes ; 
On thee, their common Father, wait, 
From thee receive supplies. 

7 Thy sov'reign lx)unty freely gives 

From thine exhaustless store ; 
And universal nature lives 
On thy sustaining pow'r. 

S Holy and just in all its ways 
Is Providence divine ; 



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Li cui chy worKs, immorial rays 
Of pow'r and goodness shine. 

Mrs. Steele. 

PSALM CXLV. Third Part. C. M, iSL 
Divine Power and Compassion. 

. 1 Great God, while nature speaks thy praise. 
With all her num'rous tongues, 
Thy saints shall tune diviner lays, 
And iove inspire their songs, 

2 Thy pov- 'r and goodness they shall sing, 

The glories of thy reign ; 
Thy wondrous deeds, Almighty Kmg, 
Shall fill the raptur'd strain. 

3 Thy kingdom, Lord, for ever stands. 

While earthly thrones decay ; 
And time submits to thy commands, 
While ages roll away. 

4 He that invokes the God of grace. 

Shall find him ever near ; 
To all who humbly seek his face 
He lends a pitying ear. 

5 He knows the pain his servants feel, 

He hears his children cry ; 
And their best wishes to fulfil. 
His grace is ever nigh. 

6 His merey never shall remove 

From men of heart sincere ; 
He saves the souls whose humble love 
Is join'd with holy fear. 

7 His praise, a most delightful theme, 

Shall fill my heart and tongue ; 
Let all creation bless his name 
In one eternal song. 

Watts and Steele* 



PSALM 146, 215 

PSALM CXLVI: Long Metre. 2& 
No Trust in Man. but in God. 

1 The. praises of my God and King, 
While I have life and breath to sing, 
Shall fill my heart, and tune my tongue. 
Till heav'n improve the blissful song. 

2 No more in princes will 1 trust ; 
Vain man, thou art but air and dust : 
With all thy pride, and all thy pow'r, 
The helpless creature of an hour ! 

S He breathes, he thinks, but soon he dies ! 
No more the potent or the wise ; 
The scheme his morning thoughts begun 
Is lost before the setting sun. 

4 Happy the man \^ hose hopes divine 
On nature's guardian God recline ; 
Who can with sacred transport say,* 
This God is mine, my help, my stay. 

5 Heav'n, earth and sea declare his name, 
He built, he filPd their spacious frame ; 
And o'er creation's fairest lines 

His steadfast truth unchanging shines. 

6 His justice looks on those who mourn 
Beneath the proud oppressor's scorn ; ^ 
The hungry poor his hand sustains. 

And breaks the wretched captive's cliains. 

7 If weary strangers friendless roam, 
Divine protection is their home ; 
The Lord relieves the widow's care, 
And dries the helpless orphan's tear. 

8 The Lord shall reign for ever King, 
And age to age his glory sing ; 
Thy God, O happy Zion, reigiis ! 
Resound his praise in lofty strains. 

Mrs. Steelr. 



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PSALM CXLVI. Six Line Long Metre. ^ 
Praise for Divine Goodness. 

1 I'll praise my Maker with my breath ; 
And, when my voice is lost in death, 

Praise shall employ n)y nobler pow'rs ; 
My days of praise shall lie'er be past, 
While life, and thought^ and being last, 

Or immortality endures. 

2 AV hy should I make a man my trust ? 
Princes must die ard turn to dust ; 

Vain is the help of flesh and blood ; 
Their breath departs ; their pomp, and pow'r , 
And thoughts, all vanish in an hour. 

Nor can they make their promise good. 

3 Happ^' the man whose hopes rely 
On Israel's God, who made the sky, 

And earth and seas, with all their train ; 
His truth for ever stands secure ; ^ 
He saves th' oppressed, he feeds the poor, 

And none shall find his promise vain. 

4 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind ; 
The Lord supports the sinking mind ; 

He sends the lab'ring conscience peace, 
He helps the stranger in distress. 
The widow and the fatherless. 

And grants the pris'ner sweet release. 

5 He loves his saints, he knows them well ; 
His love their joyful lips shall tell ; 

Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns : 
Let ev'ry tongue, let ev'ry age. 
In this delightful work engage ; 

Praise him in everlasting strains. 



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217 



6 I'll praise him whilst he lencte me breath ; 
And, when my voice is lost in death, 

Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs : 
My days of praise shall ne'er be past, 
While life, and thought, and being last, 
Or immortahty endures. 

"Watts. 

PSALM CXLVII. Common Metre, ^ 
The changing Seasons. 

1 With songs and honours sounding loud. 

Address the Lord on high ; 
Over the heav'ns he spreads his cloud, 
And waters veil the sky. 

2 He sends his show'rs of blessing down. 

To cheer the plains below ; 
He makes the wood the mountains crown, 
And grass in valiies grow. 

3 He gives the grazing ox his meat, 

He hears the raven's cry ; 
But hian, who tastes his finest wheat. 
Should raise his honours high. 

4 His steady counsels change the face 

Of the declining year ; 
He bids the sun cut short his race. 
And wintry days appear. 

5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow, 

Descend and clothe the ground ; 
The liquid streams forbear to flow. 
In icy fetters bound. 

6 When, from his dreadful stores on high. 

He pours the ratding hail, 
The man, who dares his God defy, 
Shall find his courage fail. 
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PSALM 147. 



7 He sends his sun to melt the snow, 

The fields no longer mourn ; 
He calls the warmer winds to blow. 
And bids the spring return. 

8 The changing wind, the flying cloud. 

Obey his sovereign word ; 
With songs and honours sounding loud. 
Praise ye th' Almighty Lord. 

Watts. 



PSALM CXLVII. First Part. Long Metre, ^ 
The Beauties of Nature. 

1 Sing to the Lord ; let praise inspire 
The grateful voice, the tuneful lyre ; 
In strains of joy proclaim abroad 
The endless glories of our God. 

2 He counts the hosts of starry flames ; 
He knows their natures and their names : 
Great is our God ! his wondrous pow'r 
And boundless wisdom we adore. 

3 He veils the sky with treasur'cl showers ; 
On earth, the plenteous blessing pours ; 
The meadows smile in lively green, 
And fairer blooms the flow'ry scene. 

4 His bounteous hand, great spring of good, 
Provides the brute creation food ; 

He feeds the ravens when they cry. 
All nature lives beneath his eye. 

5 In nature, what can him delight, 
Most lovely in its Maker's sight ; 
Not active strength his favour moves, 
Nor comely form he best approves. ' 



'PSALM 147. 219 



6 But to the Lord is ever dear,. 
The heart where he implants his fear ; 
The souls who on his grace rely 
Are ever lovely in his eye. 

Mrs. Steele, 



PSALM GXLVII. Sec. Part. L. 
The Seasons of the Year. 

1 Praise ye the Lord ! Q blissful theme, 
To sing the honours of his name ! 

'Tis pleasure, 'tis divine delight, 
And praise is lovely in his sight. 

2 He speaks ! and, s\yiftly from the skies 
To earth, the sovereign mandate flies ; 
Observant nature hears, the word, 
And bows obedient to her Lord. 

3 Now thick descending flakes of snow 
O'er earth a fleecy mantle throw ; 
Now glitt'ring frost o'er all the plains 
Extends its universal chains. 

4 At his fierce storms of icy hail 
The shiv'ring pow'rs of nature fail ; 
Before his cold, what life can stand, 
Unsheltered by his guardian hand ? 

5 He speaks ! the snow and ice obey, 
And nature's fetters melt away ; 
Now vernal gales soft rising blow, 
And liquid waters gently flow. 

6 Sing to the Lord ; let praise inspire 
The grateful voice, the tuneful lyre ; 
In strains of joy proclaim abroad 
The endless glories of our God. 

Mrs. Steele. 



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PSALM CXLVllL 1st Part. C. M, ^ 
Universal Praise. 

1 Praise ye the Lord, immortal choir, 

Who fill the realms above ; 
Praise him, who form'd you of his fire. 
And feeds you with his love. 

2 Shine to his praise, ye crystal skies. 

The floor of his abode ; 
Or veil the lustre of your eyes, 
Before a brighter God. 

3 Thou central globe of golden light, 

Whose beams create our days ; 
Join with the silver queen of nigiit, 
To o\Nw your borrow'd rays. 

4 Blush and refund the honours paid 

To your inferior names ; 
Tell the blind world your orbs are fed 
By his exhaustless flames. 

5 Winds, ye shall bear his name aloud. 

Through the etherial blue ; 
For w^hen his chariot is a cloud, 
He makes his w^heels of you. 

6 Thunder and hail, and fire and storms, 

The troops of his command. 
Appear in all your aW'ful forms. 
And speak his potent hand. 

Watts. 

PSALM CXLVIII. 2nd Part. C. M, 

1 Shout to the Lord, ye surging seas, 
In your eternal roar ; 
Let wave to wave resound his praise, 
And shore reply to shore. 



PSALM 148. 



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2 While fishes, sporting on the flood, 
In scaly silver shine, 
Proclaim their mighty Maker, God, 
Amidst the foaming brine. 
2 But gentler things shall tune his name 
To softer notes than these ; 
Young zephyrs breathing o'er the stream, 
Or whisp'ring through the trees. 

4 Wave your tall heads, ye lofty pines, 

To him who makes you grow ; 
Sweet clusters bend the fruitful vines, 
On ev'ry thankful bough. 

5 Let the shrill birds his honour raise. 

And climb the morning sky ; 
Whilst grov'ling beasts attempt his praise 

In hoarser harmony. 
V & Thus while the meaner creatures sing. 

Ye mortals, take the sound ; 
Echo the glories of your King 

Through all the nations round. 

Watts. 



PSALM CXLVIII. iHt Part. L. M. ^ 

1 Fairest of all the lights above. 

Thru sun, w hose beams adorn the spheres^ 
And with unwearied swiftness move. 
To form the circles of our years ; 

2 Praise the Creator of the skies, 

Who dress'd thine orb in golden rays ; 
Or may the sun forget to rise, 
If he forget his Maker's praise. 

3 Thou reigning beauty of the night, 
Fair queen of silence, silver moon; 

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PSALM 148. 



Whose gentle beams aiid boiTOw'd light 
Are softer rivals of the noon ; 

4 Arise, and to that sovereign PowV 
W axing and waning honours pay ; 
Who bade thee rule the dusky hours, 
And half supply the want of day. 

5 Ye gliit'ring stars, that gild the skies, 
When darkness has its curtain drawn, 
And keep your watch with wakeful eyes, 
When business, cares, and day are gone ; 

6 Proclaim the glories of your Lord, 
Dispersed tlirough all the heav'nly street. 
Whose boundless treasures can afford 
So rich a pavement for his feet. 

7 O God of glory ! God of love ! 

Thou art our sun that makes our days ; 
With all thy shining works above, 
We would unite to sing thy praise. 

Watts. 



PSALM CXLVIII. 2nd Part. L. M. ^ 

1 Awake, ye tempests, and his fame 
In sounds of dreadful praise declare ; 
While the soft whisper of his name 
Fills ev'ry gentle breeze of air. 

2 Let clouds, and winds, and waves agree 
To join their praise with blazing fire ; 

1 iCt the firm earth and rolling sea 
In this eternal song conspire. 

3 Ye flow'ry plains, proclaim his skill ; 
Vallies, lie low before his eye ; ^ 
And let his praise, from ev'ry hill, 
Rise, tuneful, to the neishb'ring sky- 



PSALM 148. 223 



4 Ye stubborn oaks, and stately pines, 
Bend your high branches, and adore ; 
Praise him, ye beasts, in different strains ; 
The lamb shall bleat, the lion roar. 

5 Birds, ye shall make his praise your theme. 
Nature demands a song from you ; 
While the dumb fish that cut the stream 
Leap up, and mean his praises too. 

6 Mortals, can you refrain your tongue, 
When nature all around you sings ? 
O for a shout from old and young. 
From humble swains and lofty kings I 

7 Wide as his vast dominion lies. 
Make the Creator's name be known ; 
Loud as his thunder shout his praise, 
And sound it lofty as his throne. 

8 Jehovah ! 'tis a glorious word ! 
O may it dwell on ev'ry tongue ! 

But those who best have known the Lord, 
Are bound to raise the noblest song. 

Watts. 



PSALM CXLVIII. Short Metre, m. 

1 Let eV'ry creature join 

To praise th' eternal God ; 
Ye heav'nly host, the song begin, 
And sound his name abroad. 

2 Thou sun, with golden beams. 

And moon, with paler rays. 
Ye starry lights, ye twinkling flames^ 
Shine to your Maker's praise. 

3 He built those worlds above, 

And fix'd their wondrous frame ; 



224 PSALM 148. 



By his command, they stand or move. 
And ever speak his name. 

4 Ye vapours, when ye rise, 

Or fall in show'rs, or snow — 
Ye thunders, murm'ring round the skies, 
His powV and glory show. 

5 Wind, hail, and flashing fire, 

Agree to praise.the Lord, 
When ye in dreadful storms conspire 
To execute his word. 

6 By all his works above, 

His honours be expressed ; 
But they who taste his saving love, 
Should sing his praises best. 

Watts. 

PSALM CXLVIIl. 1st Part. Hallelujah Metre, m 
Uaiversal Praise. 

1 Ye boundless realms of joy, 
Exalt your Maker's fame ; 
His praise your song employ, 
Above the starry frame. 

Ye holy throng Of angels bright, 

In worlds of light. Begin the song. 

2 Thou sun, with dazzling rays, 
Thou moon, that rules the night. 
Shine to your Maker's praise, / 
With stars of feebler light. 

His praise declare. Ye heay'ns above, 
And clouds that move In liquid air. 

3 Let them adore the Lord 
And praise his holy name ; 
By whose almighty word. 
They all from nothing came. 



PSALM 148. 225 



And all bhall last, From changes free ; 
His firm' decree Stands ever last. 

4 He mov'd their mighty wheels, 
In unknown ages past ; 

And each his word fulfils, 

While time and nature last. 
In diff'^rent ^vays, His works proclaim 
His wondrous name, And speak hi^ praise. 

5 United zeal be shown. 

His wondrous fame to raise, 

Whose glorious name alone 

Deserves our endless praise. 
Earth's utmost ends His pow'r obey ; 
His glorious sway The sky transcends. 

6 Virgins and youths engage, 
To sound his praise divine ; 
W hile infancy and age^ 
Their feebler voices join. 

Wide as he reigns, His name be sung. 
By ev'ry tongue. In endless strains. 

7 Let all the nations fear 
The God who rules above ; 
He brings his people near. 
And makes them taste his love. 

While earth and sky Attempt his praise, 
His saints shall raise His honours high. 

Tate and Watts, united. 
PSALM CXLVlil. 2ad Part. Hallelujah Metre. ^ ' 
Praise from all the Creatures. 
FIRST PART. 

To your Creator, God, 
Your great Preserver, raise, 
Ye creatures of his hand, 
Your highest notes of praise. 



1 

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226 



PSALM 148. 



Let ev'ry voice Proclaim his pow'r^ 
His name adore, And loud rejoice. 

2 Let all creation join, 
To pay the tribute due ; 
Ye heav'nly hosts, begin, 
And we shall learn of you. 

Let nature raise, From ev'ry tongue, 
A genVal song Of grateful praise. 

3 Thou source of light and heat. 
Bright ruler of the day, 
Dispensing blessings round. 
With all diffusive ray : 

From mom to night, With ev'ry beam, 
Record his name, Who gave thee light. 

4 Thou moon, in radiance mild, 
With all thy starry train. 
Which rise in shining hosts, 
To gild th' etherial plain : 

With countless rays, Declare his name, 
Prolong the theme, Reflect his praise. 

5 Ye clouds, or fraught with show'rs, 
Or tinged with various dies, 

That pour your blessings down, 

Or charm our gazing eyes : ^ 
His goodness speak. His praise declare, 
As through the air You shine or break. 

6 Ye winds, that shake the world. 
With tempests on your wing, 
Or breathe in gentle gales, 

To waft the smiling spring : 
Proclaim aloud, As you fulfil 
His sovereign will, The powerful God. 



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227 



SECOND PART. 

1 Ye rivers, as ye flow, 
Convey your Maker's name, 
Where'er you winding rove 
On ev'ry silver stream. 

Your cooling flood, His hand ordains, 
To bless the plains ; Great spring of good ! 

2 Ye num'rous bleating flocks. 
Far spreading o'er the plain, 
With gentle arde'^s voice, 
Assist the humble strain. ^ 

To give you food. He bids the field 
Its verdure yield Extensive good. 

3 . Ye herds of nobler size, 

Who graze in.meads below ; 

Resound your Maker's praise. 

In each responsive low. 
You wait his hand ; The herbage grows, 
The riv'let flows At his command. 

4 Ye feather'd warblers, come, 
And bring your sweetest lays ; 
And tune the sprightly song 
To your Creator's praise. 

His work you are ; He tun'd your voice, 
And you rejoice Beneath his care. 

fHIRD PART. 

1 Ye trees, which form the shade, 
Or bend the loaded bough 
With fruits of sweetest taste, 
Your Maker's bounty show. 
From him you rose ; Your vernal suits 
And autumn fruits His hand bestows^ 



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2 Ye lovely verdant fields, 
In all your green array, 
Though silent, speak his praise. 
Who makes you bright and gay. ' 

While we in you, With future bread. 
Profusely spread. His goodness view. 

3 Ye flow'rs, which bloom around 
A thousand beauteous dies, 
Your fragrant odours breathe, 

A grateful sacrifice : 
To him whose word Gave all your bloom 
And sweet perfume ; All bounteous Lord ! 

4 But, O, from human tongues 
Should nobler praises flow ; 
And ev'ry thankful heart 
With warm devotion glow. 

Your voices raise, Ye highly blest. 
Above the rest. Declare his praise. 

5 Assist me, gracious God, 

My heart, my voice inspire ; \ 

Then shall I grateful join 

The universal choir. 
Thy grace can raise My heart and tongue. 
And tune my song To lively praise. 

Mrs. Steele. 

PSALM CXLVIII. Particular Metre. M 

1 Begin, my soul, th' exalted lay ; 
Let each enraptur'd thought obey, 

And praise th' Almighty name ; 
Lo ! heav'n, and earth, and seas, and skies. 
In one melodious concert rise, 

To swell th' inspiring theme. 



PSALM 148. 



229 



2 Ye angels, spread the joyful sound, 
While all th' adoring throngs around 

His wondrous mercy sing ; 
Let ev'ry listening saint above, 
Wake all the tuneful soul of love, 

And touch the loudest string, 

3 Thou heav'n of heavens, his vast abode, 
Ye clouds, proclaim your Maker, God, - 

Ye thunders, speak his power ; 
Lo ! on the lightning's rapid wings. 
In triumph rides the 'King of kings ; 

Th' astonisb'd worlds adore. 

4 Ye deeps, with roaring billows risCy 
To join the thunder of the skies, 

Praise him who bids you roll ; 
His praise in softer notes declare, ' 
Each whispVing breeze of yielding air, 

And breathe it to the soul. 

; 5 *Wake, all ye soaring throng, and sing ; 
$ Ye cheerful warblers of the spring, 
Harmonious anthems raise, 
To him who shap'd your finer mould. 
Who tipt your glitt*ring wings with gold, 
And tun'd your voice to praise. 

6 Let man, by nobler passions sway'd. 
The feeling heart, the reas'ning head, 

In heav'nly praise employ ; 
S|)read the Creator's name around. 
Till heav'n's wide arch repeat the souhd, 

The genVal burst of joy. 

B. Williams's Collection. 
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230 



PSALM 149. 



PSALM CXLIX. Particular Metre. * 
Thanksgiving. 

1 O PRAISE ye the Lord! 
Prepare your glad voice. 
His praise in the great 
Assembly to sing. 

In their great Creator 
Let all men rejoice. 
And heirs of salvation 
Be glad in their King. 

2 Let them his great name 
Devoutly adore ; 

In loud swelling strains 
His praises express, 
Who graciously opens 
His bountiful store, 
Their wants to relieve, and 
His children to bless. 

3 Wi^h glory adorn'd. 
His people shall sing 
To God, who defence 
And plenty supplies ; , 
Their loud acclamations 
To him their great King, 
Through earth shall be sounded, 
And reach to the skies. 

4 Ye angels above, 

His glories who've sung, 

In loftiest notes, 

Now publish his praise : 

We, mortals, delighted. 

Would borrow your tongue ; 

Would join in your numbers, 

And chant to your lays. 

Tatb varied. 



PSALM 150. 231 



PSALM CL. Long Metre. % 
Praise. 

1 Praise ye the Lord ! let praise employ, 
In his own courts, your songs of joy ; 
The spacious firmament around 

Shall echo back the joyful sound. 

2 Recount his works in strains divine, 

His wondrous works, how bright they shine ! 
Praise him for all his mighty deeds, 
Whose greatness all your praise exceeds. 

3 Awake the trumpet's piercing sound, 
To spread your sacred pleasure round ; 

^ While softer niusick tunes the lute. 
The warbling harp, the breathing flute. 

4 Ye virgin train, with joy advance. 

To praise him in the graceful dance ; ^ 
Awake each voice, and strike each stringy 
And to the solemn organ sing. 

1 5 Let the loud cymbal sound on high, 
To softer, deeper notes reply ; 
Harmonious, let the concert ri^e, 
Aiid bear the rapture to the skies. 

6 Let all whom life and breath inspire 
Attend and join the blissful choir ; 
But chiefly ye who know his word, 
Adore, and love, and praise the Lord ! 

Mrs. Steele. 



END OF THE PSALMS. 



ALPHABETICAL INDEX 



OF THE 

First Lines of the Psalms^ referring to the Pages, 

Page 

ALMIGHTY Father, gracious Lord 206 

Almighty Ruler of the skies 147 

Among the gods there's none like thee 117 

And will the God of grace , 111 

And will the great eternal God 117 

Approach, ye piously disposed 53 

Arise, my tender thoughts, arise 174 

As pants the hart for cooling streams 63 

As showers on meadows newly mown 100 

Attend, O earth, when God declares 8 

Awake, my soul, to hymns of praise 14S 

Awake, ye saints, to praise your King 196 

Awake, ye tempests, and his fame 258 

BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne 138 

Before the hills in order stood 125 

Begin, my soul, th' exalted lay 228 

Behold, O God, how cruel foes 107 

Behold the corner stone 170 

Behold the fool, whose heart denies 75 

Behold the love, the generous love 54 

Behold the morning sun 32i 

Behold the rising dawn appear 185 

Beneath God's terrors doom'd to ^roan 1^8 

Beneath my God's protecting arm 4^ 

Bless God, O my soul 14^ 

Bless, O my soul, the living God 142 

Blest are the sons of peace 195 



INDEX. 

' Page 

Blest are the souls who hear and know 120 

Blest is the man who fears the Lord 190 

Blest is the man whose tender care 63 

JBlest is the man who shuns the place 7 

COME, let our souls address the Loi^d 133 

Come, O ye saints, your voices raise 48 

Come sound his praise abroad 134 

Consider all my sorrows. Lord ' ^ 180 

DAVID rejoicM in God his strength 34 

Deep in our hearts let us record 95 

Descend from heaven, almighty Lord 2 1 1 

EARLY my God, without delay 84 

FAIREST of all the lights above 221 

Far from our friends and country dear 200 

Father, I bless thy gentle hand 181 

Father, I sing thy wondrous grace 94 

Firm was my health, my day was bright 47 / 

Fools in their hearts believe and say 20 

For ever shall my song record . 123 

For thee, O God, our constant praise 87 

From age to age exalt his name 157 

From deep distress and troubled thoughts 193 

From thee, great Lord of life anil death 1 1 8 

From Zion's hill my help descends » 18S 

GIVE ear, ye children, to my law 106 

Give thanks to God, he reigns above 157 

Give thanks to God, invoke his name 154 

Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame 45 

Give to our (^rod immortal praise 197 

God in the great assembly stands 110 

God is our refuge in distress 68 

God is the Lord, the heavenly King 88 

God, my supporter and my hope 10! 



^^^^^^ INDEX. 

God of eternal love ^ ,156 

God of my life, whose bounteous care 205 

God of our strength, to thee we cry 64 

God's perfect law converts the soul 30 

Great is the Lord our God 70 

Great is the Lord, our souls adore 213 
Great God, attend my humble call / 96 

Great God, attend while Zitm sings 1 1 1 

Great God, indulge my humble claim 85 

Great God, our haughty foes repel 208 
Great God, the heaven's well orderM frame 3 1 

Great God, while nature speaks thy praise 214 

Great God, whose uni^^ersal sway 98 

Great Ruler of the earth and skies 67 

Great Shepherd of thine Israel 108 

HAD not the Lord, may Israel say 188 

Happy the nation where the Lord 52 

Hear, O my G^d, with pity hear -210 

Hear what the Lord in vision said 121 

Help, Lord, for men of virtue fail 18 

He's bless'd whose sins have pardon gain'd 50 

High in the heavens, eternal God 56 

How blest are they who always keep 171. 

How does my heart rejoice , 186 

How long, O Lord, shall wicked men ' 131 

How long wilt thou conceal thy face 19 

How often have our restless foes 191 



JESUS shall reign where'er the sun 99 

If God to build the house deny 190 

I'll praise my Maker with my breath 216 

In all my vast concerns with thee 203 

In anger, Lord, rebuke me not 13 

Incumbent on the bending sky 27 

Indulgent God, with pitying eye (72 



INDEX 



Page 

In God, most holy, just and true 78 

In Judah Gdd of old was known 104 

Is there ambition in my heart 193^ 

I set the Lord before my face 24 

It is the Lord our Maker's hand 141 

Judge me, O God, and prove my ways 42 

I waited patient for the I^ord 61 

LET all the earth their voices raise 135 

Let all the heathen writers join 176 

Let all the various tribes of men ^6 

Let every creature join 223 

Let God arise in all his might ' 92 

Let heathens to their idols haste 23 

Let sinners take their course 75 

Let Zion and her sons rejoice " 140 

Lift your voice and thankful sing 199 

Lord, hast thou cast the nation off 81 

Lord, I hava made thy word my choice 176 

Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear 12 

Lord, in thy great, thy glorious name 49 

Lord, let our humble cry 80 

Lord of the worlds above 114 

Lord, should I count thy mercies o'er 207 
Lord, shouldst thou call us to thy bar ' 192 

Lord, thou hast seen my soul sincere 27 

Lord, what a feeble piece 127 

Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I IQl 

Lord, what was man when made at first 15 

Lord, we thy wondrous praise proclaim 144 

Lord, when I call, make haste to hear 209 

Lord, when thou didst ascend on high 93 

Lord, where shall guilty souls retire 204 

Lord, who's the happy Hian that may 20 

MAKER and sovereign Lord 9 

My Godj how many are my fears 10 



INDEX. 



My God, in whom are all the springs 

My God, my everlasting hope 

My God, permit my tong-ue 

My God, the steps of pious-men 

My God, the visits of thy face 

My heart and flesh cry out for thee 

My Saviour^ my almighty Friend 

My soul lies cleaving to the dust 

My soul, repeat his praise 

My soul, review the time 

My soul, the awful hour will come 

My spirit looks to God alone 

My trust is in my heavenly Friepd 

NO change of times shall ever shock 
Not to ourselves, who are but dust 
Now be my heart inspired to sing 
Now in the hour of deep distress 
Now let our mournful songs record 
Now may the God of power and gjrace 
Now shall my solemn vows be paid 
Now to the Lord of heaven and earth 



O BLESSED souls are they 50 

. O come, loud anthems let us sing 133 

Of justice and of grace I sing , 139 

O for a shout of sacred joy 69 

O God of my salvation, hear US' 

O God, my grateful soul aspires 161 
O God, we celebrate thy praise ' 1 62 

O how I love thy holy law 175 

O Lord, how worthy of our love 113 

O Lord, my rock, to thee I cry 44* 

O Lord, our fathers oft have told 65 

O Lord, to our request give ear 86 

On God my steadfast hopes rely IT 

O praise ye the Lord 23D 



INDEX. 

Page 

O render thanks to God above 155 

O that the Lord would guide my ways 178 

O that thy statutes every hour 170 

O thou to whom all creatures l»ovv 14 

O thou who hear'st when sinners cry 74 

O thou w hose grace and justice reign 187 a 

O were I like a feathered dove 77 f 

PARENT of nature, God supreme 102 

Parent of universal good 107 

Praise ye the Lord, immortal^choir 220 

Praise ye the Lord, let pra^ise employ 231 

Praise ye the Lord, O blissful theme 219 

Praise ye the Lord, to speak his praise 163 

Preserve me. Lord, in time of need 22 

REJOICE, ye righteous, in the Lord 5i 

SALVATION is for ever nigh 1 1 6 

Shall tyrants rule by impious laws 79 

Shew pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive 73 

Shout to the Lord, ye surging seas* 220 

Sing to the Lord aloud 109 

Sing to the Lord, Jehovah's name 132 

Sing to the Lord, let praise inspire 218 

Sing to the Lord, who loud proclaims 16 

Sovereign of life, 1 own thy hand 169 

TEACH me the measure of my days 60 

Th' Almighty reigns exalted high 136 

That man is blest who stands in awe ^ 164 

Thee will I bless, my God and King 212 

The God Jehovah reigns 138 

The heavens declare thy glory. Lord 29, 30 

The King of saints, how fair his face 66 

The Lord himself, the mighty Lord 37 

The Lord in Zion placM his name 194 

The Lord Jehovah reigns 130 



INDEX. 



Page 

The Lord my pasture shall prepare 38 

The Lord my Saviour is my light 43 

The Lord my shepherd is 38 

The Lord of glory is my light 43 

The Lord, the God of glory reigns 129 

The Lord, the Judge, before his throne 71 

The Lord, the Judge, his churches warns 72 

The praises of my God and King 215 

There is a God, all nature speaks 148 

They who in ships, with courage bold 159 

Think, mighty God, on feeble man 122 

This is the day the Lord hath made 169 
This spacious earth is all the Lord's 39, 40 

Thou art my portion, O my God 172 

Thou God, by whose comniand I live 207 

Thou God of love, thou ever blest 182 

Thou, Lord, hast earth's foundation laid 141 
ITiou, Lord, in heaven hast plac'd thy throne 145 
Thou, Lord, through every changing scene 126 

Through all the changing scenes of life 53 

Thus the eternal Father spake 162 

Thu^ far the Lord has led me on 11 

Thus saith the Lord, your work is vain 62 

Thy favour, gracious Lord, display 115 

Thy mercy. Lord, my only hope 55 

Thy mercies fill the earth, O Lord 177 

Thy name. Almighty Lord 168 

Thy name, O God, my heart avows , 7^ 

Thy praise, O God, in Zion waits 89 

Thy word is like ateavenly light 173 

'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand 88 

To bless thy chosen race 91 
To God I lift my eyes ' 41, 184 

To God the mighty Lord 198 

To our Almighty Maker, God ' 137 



INDEX, 

To thee, great God, will I disclose. 209 

To thee, most holy and most high 103 

To thee, my God, my heart shall bring 201 

To thine almighty arm we owe 28 

To your Creator, God 225 

VAST are thy works, Almighty Lord 147 

Unshaken as the sacred hill 188 

WE bless the Lord, the just, the good 93 

Welcome, thou day of sacred rest 128 

What seraph of celestial birth 124 

What shall I render to my God 167 

What sinners value I resign 2i5 

When fancy spreads her boldest wings 10 

When God reveaPd his gracious name 189 

When Israel, freed from Pharaoh's hand 1 66 

When I survey life's varied scene 127 
When, overwhelm'd with pain and grief 82, 10^ 

Where nothing dwelt but beasts of prey 160 

With all my powers, of heart and tongue 202 

With songs and honours sounding loud 217 

Who shall ascend thy heavenly place 2 1 

Why do the wealthy wicked boast 57 

Why doth the Lord stand off so far 16 

Why doth the man of riches grow 70 

Why should I vex my soul, and fret 57 

YE boundless realms of joy 224 

Ye servants of th' eternal King 196 

Ye servants of th' almighty King 1 65 
Yet, saith the Lord, if David's race, ^ 122 



N. B. The Hymns are placed in the alphabetical 
order of their initial letters. 



HYMNS. 



HYMN I. Long Metre. M or 
Persecution. 

1 Absurd and vain attempt ! to bind, 
With iron chains, the freeborn mind ; 
To force conviction, and reclaim 
The vvand'ring, by destructive flame ! 

2 Bold arrogance, to snatch from heav'n 
Dominion not to mortals giv'n 1 
O'er conscience to usurp the throne, 
Accountable to God alone ! 

3 Mad zeal ! that fills the world with wo 
That hurls down kingdoms at a blow ! 
That wakens vengeance to devour 
The foes of antichristian pow'r ! 

4 Jesus, thy gentle law of love 
Does no such cruelties approve ; 
Mild as thyself, thy doctrine wields 
No arms, but what persuasion yields; 

5 By proofs divine and reason strong, 
It draws the willing soul along ; 

And conquests to thy church acquires^ 
By eloquence, which Heav'n inspires. 

p O happy, who are thus compelPd 
To the rich feast, by Jesus held ! 
May we this blessing know, and prize 
Tiie light which liberty supplies. 

il" SCO 

■ ^1 



HYMN 2. 



HYMN 11. Common Metre. ^ 
The Resurrection of Christ. 

1 Ac A I N the Lord of life and light , 

Awakes the kindling ray. 
Unseals the eyelids of the morn, 
And pours increasing day. 

2 This day be grateful homage paid, 

And loud hosannas sung ; 
Let gladness dwell on evVy heart, 
And praise on ev'ry tongue. 

3 Ten thousand olFVing lips sWl join, 

To hail this welcome morn, 
Which scatters blessings from its wings, 
To nations yet unborn. 

4 Jesus, the friend of human kind. 

With strong compassion mov'd, 
Came from the bosom of his God, 
To save the souls he lov'd. 

5 The pow'rs of darkness leagu'd in vain. 

To bind his soul in death ; 
He shook^ their kingdoms when he fell, 
With his expiring breath. 

6 Not long the bands of death could keep 

The hope of Judah's line ; 
Corruption never could^ take hold 
On One so much divine. / 

7 Exalted high at God's right hand. 

And Lord of all below ; 
Through him is parcPning love dispensed, 
And endless blessings flow. 

8 Now to our Saviour and our King, 

Glad homage let us give ; 
And be pr.epar'd like him to die, 
That with him w^e may live. 

Mrs. BarbAvld. 



HYMN 3, 4. 



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HYMN III. Long Metre. b 
Holy Resolution. 

1 Ak, wretched souls, a - ho strive in vain ! 
Slaves to the world, and slaves to sin ! 
A nobler toil may I sustain, 

A nobler satisfaction win. 

2 I would resolve with all my heart, 
With all my pow^'rs to serve the Lord ; 
Nor from his precepts e'er depart, 
Whose service is a rich rew^ard. 

3 O be his service all my joy ! 
Around let my example shine ; 
Till others love the blest employ. 
And join in labours so divine. 

4 Be this the purpose of my soul, ^ 
My solemn, my determin'd choice, 
To yield to his supreme control, 
And in his kind commands rejoice, 

5 O may I never faint nor tire, 

Nor wander from thy sacred ways ! 
Gre^t God, accept my soul's desire, 
And give me strength to live thy praise. 

^ Mrs. S tee IE. 

HYMN IV. Common Metre, b 
Watchfulness and Prayer. 

1 Alas, wliat hourly dangers rise ! 

What snares beset my w^ay ! 
To heav'n then let me lift my eyes. 
And hourly watch and pray. 

2 Yiow oft my mournful thoughts complain^ 

And melt in flowing tears ! 
My weak resistance, ah, how vain ! 
How strong my foes and fears ! 



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HYMN 5. 



3 O gracious God, in whom I live ! 

My feeble efforts aid ; ^ . I 

Help me to watch, and pray, and strive. 
Though trembling and afraid. 

4 Increase my faith, increase my hope, | 

When foes and fears prevail ; j 
And bear my fainting spirit up, J 
Or soon my strength will fail. 

5 When strong temptations fright my heart. 

Or lure my feet aside ; 
My God, thy pow'rful aid impart, 
My guardian and my guide. 

6 Still keep me in thy heav'nly way, 

And bid the tempter flee ; 
And never let me go astray, 
From happiness and thee. 

Mrs. Steele. 

HYMN V. Long Metre. b 
The Syro-Phenician Woman. Matt. xv. 26, 27. 

1 ALL-coi}q'ring faith ! how high it rose ! 
When heaven itself might seem t'oppose ! 
All gracious Lord ! who didst appear 
Most merciful when most severe ! 

2 Thus, at thy feet, our souls would fall^ 
And loudly thus for m.ercy call ; 

" Thou Son of David, pity show, 
" And save us from th' infernal foe." 

3 Though viler than the brutes we be, 
Our longing eyes would wait on thee, 
Who dost to dogs such grace afford, 
To taste the crumbs beneath thy board. 

4 But thou the humble soul wilt raise, 
And all its sorrows turn to praise : 



HYMN 6, 7. 



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Each self-abasing broken heart 
Shall with thy children share a part. 

Doddridge, 



HYMN VI. Short Metre. ^ 
Christ the Branch of David, and the Morning Star. 

1 All hail, mysterious King ! 

Hail, David's ancient root ! 
Thou righteous Branch, which thence did 
To give the nations fruit. [spring, 

2 Our weary souls shall rest 

Beneath thy grateful shade ; 
Our thirsting lips the sweets -shall taste, 
By thy blest iruit convey 'd. 

3 Fair morning Star^ arise ! 

With living glories bright ; 
And pour on these awakening eyes 
A flood of sacred light. 

4 The horrid gloom is fled, 

Pierc'd by t}iy heav'nly ray ; 
Shine, and our wand'ring footsteps lead 
To everlasting day. 

Doddridge altered. 



HYMN VII. Coinmon Metre. 
A Pillar in tlie heavenly Temple. 

1 All hail, victorious Saviour, hail ! 

I bow to thy command, 
And own that David's royal key 
Well fits thy sov'reign hand. ^ 

2 Open the treasures of thy love, 

And shed thy gifts abroad ; 
Unveil to my rejoicing eyes 
The temple of mv Godo 



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HYlMN 8. 



There as a pillar let me stand, 

On an eternal base ; 
Uprear'd by thy almighty hand. 

And polish'd by thy grace. 
There, deep engraven let me bear 

The title of my God ; 
And mark the New Jerusalem, 

As my secure abode. 
In lasting characters inscribe 

Thy own beloved name ; 
That endless ages there may read 
The great Immanuel's claim. 

Doddridge. 

HYMN VIII. Long Metre. m or b 
Uncharitable Judgment. 

1 All-knowing God ! 'tis thine to know 
The springs whence wrong opinions flow : 
To judge from principles within, ^ 
When frailty errs, and when we sin. 

2 Who, among men, high Lord of all 
Thy servants to his bar may call ? 
Decide of heresy, and shake 
^ brother o'er the flaming lake ? 

3 Who, with another's eye, can read 
Or worship by another's creed ? 
Revering thy command alone, 
We humbly seek and use our ow^n„ 

4 If wrong, forgive ; accept, if right, 
Whilst faithful we obey our light ;^ 
And cens'ring none, are zealous still 
To follow, as to learn, thy will. 

6 When shall our happy eyes behold 
Thy people^ fasJuQu'd in thy mould ? > 



HYMN 9. 



7 



And charity our lineage prove, 
Deriv'd from thee, O God of love ? 

Scott. 

HYMN IX. Long Metre. ^ 
A Vision of the Lamb. 

1 All mortal vanities, begone ! 

Nor tempt my eyes, nor tire my ears y 
Behold, before th' eternal throne, 
A vision of the Lamb appears ! 

2 Glory his fleecy robe adorns, 
Mark'd with the bloody death he bore ; 
Seven are his eyes, and seven his horns^ 
To speak his wisdom and his pow'r. 

.3 Lo ! he receives a sealed book 
From Him that sits upon the throne ! 
Jesus, my Lord, prevails to look 
On dark decrees and things unknowru, 

4 AH the assembling saints around 
Fall worshipping before the Lamb ; 
And in new songs of gospel sound, 
Address their honours to his name, 

5 Our voices join the heav^ily strain. 
And with transporting pleasure sing. 
Worthy the Lamb that once \yas slain, 
To be our Saviour and our King. 

6 Thou hast redeemed our souls from hel!^ 
With thine inestimable blood ; 

And wretches, who did once rebel, 
Are now made servants of their God- 

7 Worthy for ever is the Lord, 
Who died for treasons not his own, 
By ev'ry tongue to be ador'd^ 
And reign upon his Father's tlirone. 

* Watts., 



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HYMN 10, 11. 



HYMN X. Common Metre. ISL 
The Marriage of the Lamb. 

1 All ye who faithful servants are 

Of our Almighty King, 
Both high and low, and small and great. 
His praise devoutly sing. 

2 Let us rejoice and render thanks 

To his most holy name ; 
Rejoice, rejoice, for now is come 
The marriage of the Lamb. 

3 His bride hersdf has ready made ; 

How pure and white her dress ! 
This is the saint's integrity. 
And spotless holiness. 

4 How happy then is evVy one, 

Who to the marriage feast, 
And holy supper of the Lamb," 
Is call'd a welcome guest ! 

■ Tate 

HYMN XI. Particular Metre. b 
Submission to the Divine Will. 

1 Al mighty King of heav'n above^ 
Eternal Source of truth and love, 

And Lord of all below, 
With rev'rence and religious fear, 
Permit thy suppliants to draw near, 

And at thy feet to bow. 

2 Thy sovereign fiat form'd us first, 
Thy breath can blow us back to dust 

Frailj sinful, mortal clay ; 
'Tis thine undoubted right to give 
Those earthly blessings we reccivej 

And Xhm to take away. 



HYlMN 12. 9 

3 All things are under thy control, 
Eternal Wisdom rules the whole, 

Educing good from ill ; 
Submissive therefore we resign, 
Our wills are swallow^^d up in thine. 

In thy most holy will. 

4 In heav'n above, thy will is done ; 
There, angels wait around thy throne^ 

Thy counsels to obey ; 
Adoring at thy feet they fall, 
Confess thee sov'reign Lord of all, 

And own thy powerful sway. 

5 Lord, may we join th' heav'aily throng. 
May mortals learn th' angelic song. 

Who dwell beneath the sun ; 
May ev'ry tongue thy praise proclaim. 
This be the universal theme, 
Jehovah^s will be done.'' 

HYMN XII. Short Metre, ' ^ or b 
Humble Praise. 

1 Almighty Maker, God, 

How wondrous is thy name ! 
Thy glories, how diffused abroad, 
Throughout creation's frame ! 

2 Nature in ev'rj^ dress 

Her humble homage pays. 
And finds a thousand ways t' express 
Thy goodness and thy praise. 

3 In native white and red, 

The rose and lily stqind, 
And free from pride their beauties spread^ 
To show thy skilful hand. ' 

4 The lark mounts up on high 

With unambitious song, 



10 HYMN 13. 



And bears her Maker's praise on high, 
Upon her artless tongue. 

5 My soul would rise and sing 

To her Creator too ; 
Fain would my tongue adore my King^ 
And pay the worship due. 

6 ,But pride, that busy sin, 

Spoils all that I perform ; 
Curs'd pride that creeps securely in,^ 
And swells a wretched worm. 

7 Create my soul anew. 

Or all my worship's vain ; 
This sinful heart will not be true, 
Till it be form'd again. 

8 In joy then let me spend 

The remnant of my days ; 
And to my God my soul ascend, 

In sweet perfume of praise. Watts, 

HYMN XIIL Common Metre, M or b 
Holy Fortitude. 

1 Am I a soldier of the cross ? 

A folPwer of the Lamb ? 
And shall I fear to own his cause, 
Or blush to speak his name ? 

2 Must I be carried to the skies 

On flow'iy beds of ease ? 
Whilst others fought to win the prize, 
And sail'd through bloody seas ? 

3 Are there no foes for me to face ? 

Must not I stem the flood ? 
Is this vile world a friend to grace, 
To help me on to God ? 

4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign ; 

Increase my courage. Lord 



HYMN 14. 



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I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, 
Supported by tliy word. 

5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, 

Sliall conquer though they die ; 
They view the triumph from afar, 
And seize it with their eye. 

6 When that illustrious day shall rise. 

And all thy armies shine 
In robes of vict'ry through the skies. 
The glory shall be thine. 

Watts. 

HVMN XIV. Long Metre, 281 or b 
Christ our Example. 

1 And is the gospel peace and love ? 
Such let our conversation be ; 
The serpent blended with the dove, 
Wisdom and meek simplicity. 

2 Whene'er the angry passions rise. 

And 'tempt our thoughts or tongues to strife, 
To Jesus let us lift our eyes. 
Bright Pattern of the Christian life. 

3 O how benevolent and kind ! 
Hovv mild, how ready to forgive ! 
Be this the temper of our mind, 
And these the rules by which we live. 

4 To do his heav'nly Father's will, 
Was his employment and delight' ; 
Humility and holy zeal 

Shone through his life divinely bright. 

5 Dispensing good where'er he came,^ 
The labours of his life were love ; 
Then, if we bear the Saviour's name. 
By his example let us move. 



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HYMN 15. 



6 But ah, how blind, how weak we are ! 
How frail, how apt to turn aside ! 
Lord, we depend upon thy care, 

We ask thy spirit for our guide. fls 

7 Thy fair example may we trace, '^^M 
To teach us what we ought to be ; 

Make us, by thy transforming grace, a 

Saviour, daily more like thee. f 

^ Mrs. Steele . ^ 

HYMN XV. Short Metre. M or 
Triumph over Death. 

1 And must this body die ? 

This mortal frame decay ? 
And must these active limbs of mine 
Lie mouldVing in the clay ? 

2 Corruption, earth and ,worms. 

Shall but refine this flesh, 
Till my triumphant spirit comes 
To put it on afresh. 

3 Christ, my Redeemer, lives, 

And, often from the skies, 
Looks down and watches all my dust. 
Till he shall bid it rise. 

4 AiTay'd in glorious grace, 

Shall these vile bodies shine, 
And ev'ry shape, and evVy face. 
Look heav'nly and divine. 

5 These lively hopes we owe 

To Jesus' dying love ; 
We would adore his grace below, 
And sing his powV above. 

6 O Lord, accept the praise 

Of these our humble songs, 
Till tunes of nobler sound w e raise^ 
With our immortal tongues. Wa-tts. 




HYMN 16, 17. 13 

HYMN XVI. Common Metre, ^ or b 
For the New Year. 

1 And now, my soul, another year 

Of my short life is past ; 
I cannot long continue here, 
And this may bfe my last. 

2 'Much of my dubious life is done, 

Nor will return again ; 
And swift my passing moments rulij 
The few that yet remain. 

3 Awake, my soul, with utmost care. 

Thy true condition learn ; [fair ? 

What are thy hopes ? how sure ? how 
And what thy chief concern ? 

4 With the new year, which now begins. 

Begin thy race for heav'n ; 
Repent of all thy former sins ; 
Reform, and be forgiven. 

5 Devoutly yield thyself to God, 

To him thyself commend ; 
^ With zeal pursue the heav'nly road, 
Nor doubt a happy end. 

Liverpool Collection. 

HYMN XVII. AU Sevens Metre. ^ 
The Resurrection and Ascension of Christ 

1 Angels, roll the stone away ; 
Death, give up thy mighty prey : 
See ! He rises from the tomb, 
Shining in immortal bloom. 

2 'Tis the Saviour ! angels, raise 
Your triumphant song of praise ; 
Let the,heav'ns' remotest bound 
Hear the joy-inspiring sound. 

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HYMN 18. 



3 Now, ye saints, lift up your eyes ; 
Now to glory see him rise ; 
Mark his progress through the sky, 
To the radiant world on high. 

4 Heav'n displays her crystal gate ; - 
Enter in thy royal state ; 

King of glory, mount thy throne, 
'Tis thy Father's and thy own. 

5 Praise him, all ye heav'nly choirs, 
Strike with awe your golden lyres ; 
Shout, O earth, in rapt'rous song, 
Let the strains be loud and strong. 

6 To the listening nations tell, 

Sin overthrown, and vanquished hell. 
Where is death's once dreaded king ! 
Where, O monster, is thy sting ? 

Scott. 

" HYMN XVIII. Long Metre, m. or b 

The Sabbath. 

1 Another six days' work is^done ! 
Another Sabbath is begun ! 
Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, 
Improve the day that God has bless'd. 

2 Come, praise the Lord, whose love assigns 
So sweet a rest to weary minds ; 
Provides an antepast of heav'n, 

And gives this day the food of seven. 

3 O that our thoughts and thanks may rise 
As grateful incense to the skies ! 

And draw from heav'n that su eet repose ' 
Which none but he who feels it knows. 

4 This heav'nly calm within the breast 
Is the dear pledge of glorious rest, 
Which for the church of God remains, 
The end of cares, the end of pains. 



HYMN 19. JL5 

5 With joy, great God, thy works we view, 
In various scenes, both old and new ; 
With praise we think on mercies past, 
With hope we future pleasures taste. 
, 6 In holy duties let the day. 
In holy pleasures pass away ; 
The Sabbath thus we love to spend, 
In hope of one which ne'er shall end. 

HYMN XIX. Six Line L. M, ^ or b 
God's Name proclaimed to Moses. 

1 Attend, my soul, the voice divine, 
And mark what beaming glories shine 

Around thy condescending God : 
To us, he in his word proclaims 
His awful, his endearing names ; 

Attend, and sound them all abroad. 

2 " Jehovah, I, the sovereign Lord, 

" The mighty God by heav'n ador'd, 
" Down to the earth my footsteps bend ; 
My heart the tend 'rest pity knows, 
Goodness full streaming wide o'erflows, 
And grace and truth shall never end. 

3 My patience long can/ crimes endure, 
My pard'nnig love is ever sure, 

" When penitential sorrow mourns : 
V To millions, through unnumbered years, 
" New hope and new delight it bears, 

" Yet wrath against the sinner burns.'' 

4 Make haste, my soul, the vision meet, 
All prostrate at Jehovah's feet, 

And drink the tuneful accents in. 
Speak on, my Lord, repeat the voice, 
Diffuse these heart-expanding joys. 

Till heav'n complete the rapt'rous scene. 

Doddridge. 



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HYMN 20, 21. 



HYMN XX. Coinmon Metre, m or 
The New Creation. 

1 Attend, whilst God's exalted Son 

Doth his own glories shew ; 
" Behold I sit upon my throne, 
Creating all things nevv ! 

2 Old things are wholly pass'd away, 
" And the first Adam dies ; 

"My hands a new foundation lay ; 
" See the new world arise ! 

3 ^ril be a Sun of righteousness 

To the new- heav'ns I make ; 
" None but the new bom heirs of grace 
" My glories shall partake." 

4 Mighty Redeemer, set me free 

From my old state of sin ; 
O make my soul alive to thee, 
Create new pow'rs within ! 

5 Renew my eyes^ and form my ears, 

And mould my heart afresh ; 
Give me new passions, joys and fears, 
And turn the stone to flesh* 

6 Far from the regions of the dead, 

From sin, and earth, and hell. 
In the new world which grace hath made,. 
I would forever dwell. 

^ ^ ^ • Watts. 

HYMN XXI. Long Metre, ^ or b 
Glory in the Cross. 

1 At thy command, our blessed Lord, 
Here we attend thy dying feast ; 
Thy blood, like wine, adorns thy board. 
And thy own flesh feeds ev'ry guest. 



HYMN 22. 17 



2 Our faith adores thy bleeding love, 
And trusts for life in One that died ; 
We hope for heav'niy crowns above, 
From a Redeemer crucified. 

3 Let the vain world pronounce its shame, ^ 
And fling its scandals on the cause ; 

We come to boast our Saviour's name, 
And make our triumph in his cross. 

4 With joy, wt tell the scoffing age, 
He that was dead has left his tomb ; 
He lives'above their utmost rage, 

And we are waiting till he come. Watts. 

HYMN XXII. Cornmon Metre. 
The Incarnation of the Word. 

1 Awake, awake the sacred 'Song, 

To our incarnate Lord ! 
Let ev'ry heart and ev'ry tongue 
Adore th' Eternal Word. 

2 That gloriousWord, that sovereign Pow'r, 

By whom the worlds were made, 
O happy morn ! illustrious hour ! 
Was once in flesh array'd. 

3 Then shone Almighty pow'r and love, 

In all their glorious forms ; 
Wlien -Jesus left the world above, 
To dwell with sinful worms. 

4 To dwell with misery below, 
The Sayiour left the skies ; 

And sunk to poverty and wo, 
That wretched man might rise. 

5 Adoring angels tun'd their songs 
To hail the joyful day ; 

With rapture then let riiortal tongues 
Their grateful homage pay. 
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HYMN 23, 24. 



6 What glorj% Lord, to thee is due ! 
With wonder wevadore ; 
But could we sing as angels do, 
We'd love and praise thee more. 

Mrs. Steele. 

^ HYMN XXIII. Long Metre, 

Temptation without and within. 

1 Awake, my soul, lift up thine eyes, 
See how thy foes against thee rise, 
In long array, a numVous host ; 
Aw^ake, my soul, or thou art lost f 

2 See how rebellious passions rage, 
And fierce desires and lusts engage ; 
See pleasure's silken banners spread, 
And willing souls are captive led ! 

3 I tread upon enchanted ground, 
Perils and snares beset me round ; 
O let me then guard ev'ry part ; 
But most, the traitor in my heart I 

4 O teach tliy servant how to wield, 
Blest Saviour, thy immortal shield ! 
Put on thy armour from above, 
Of heav'nly truth, and heav'nlj^ love. 

5 The terror and the charm repel, 
The smiles of earth, the frowns of hell ; 
The tempter once thou didst subdue^ 
O make me more than conq'ror too ! 

Mrs. Barbauld. 

HYMN XXIV. Hallelujah Metre, x 
The Lord's day Morning*. 

1 Awake, our drowsy souls ! 
Shake off each slothful band I 
The wonders of ttiis day 
Our noblest songs demand.; 



HYMN 25. 



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Auspicious morn, Thy blissful rays, 
Bright seraphs hail, In songs of praise ! 

2 At thy approaching dawn, . 
Reluctant death resigned 
The glorious Prince of life, 
In the dark vault confined. 

Th' angelick host Around him bends, 
And, midst their shout?, The Lord ascends- 

3 AH hail, triumphant Lord ! 
Heav'n with hosanna rings ; 
Whilst earth, in humbler strains, 
Thy praise responsive sings. 

Worthy art thou, Who^ once wast slain, 
Thro' endless years To live and reign. 

4 Gird on, great King, thy sword, 
Ascend thy conq'ring car, 
Whilst justice, truth and love 
Maintain the glorious war. 

Victorious thou, Thy foes shalt tread, 
And sin and death In triumph lead, 

5 Make bare thy potent arm, 

. And wing th' unerring dart, 
1 With salutary pangs 
- To each rebellious heart. 
. Then dying souls For life shall sue, 
Numerous as drops Of morning dew. 

Rippon's Collection. 



HYMN XXV. Long Metre, ^ 
The Christian Race. 

1 Awake, our souls ; away, our fears ; 
Let ev'ry trembling thought begone : 
Awake, and run the heav'nly race. 
And put a cheerful courage on ! 



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HYMN 26. 



2 True, 'tis a straight and thorny road ; 
And mortal spirits tire and faint, 

If they forget the mighty God, 

Who feeds the strength of ev'ry saint : 

3 The mighty God, whose pow'rful hand 
Has matchless works of wonder done ; 
And shall endure, whilst endless j^ears 
Their everlasting circles run. 

4 Frpm him, the overflowing spring, 
Our souls shall drink a rich supply ; 
Whilst those who trust their native strength 
Shall melt away, and droop and die. 

5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air. 
We'll mount aloft to thine abode ; 
On wings of love our souls will fly, 

Nor tire amidst the heavenly road. Watis 

HYMN XXVI. Long Metre, m or b 
Benefit of Ordinances. 

1 Away from evVy mortal care, 
Away from earth, our souls retreat ; 
We leave this worthless w orld afar, 
And wait and worship near thy seat. 

2 Lord, in the temple of thy paice, 
We .bow, before thee and adore ; 
We view the glories of tfiy face, 
And learn the wonders of thy pow'r. 

3 Whilst here our various wants we mourn, 
United pray'rs ascend on high ; 

And faith expects a sure return 
Of blessings in variety. , • 

4 If Satan rage,^ and sin grow strong, 
Here we receive some cheering word ; 
We gird the gospel armour on, 

To fight the battles of the Lord 



HYMN 27. 



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5 Here, when our spirit faints and dies, 

And conscience smarts with inward stings ; 
The Sun of righteousness shall rise, 
With healing beams beneath his wingf^ 

6 Here would our ravish'd souls abide ; 
Or if from hence we must depart. 
Let neither life nor death divide 

Our God and Saviour from our heart. 

Altered from Watt^« 
' HYMN XXVII. Long Metre. 

Tlie Word made Flesh. 

1 Before the heav'ns were spread abroad. 
From everlasting was the Word ! 
With God he was, the Word was God, 
And by th' angelick host ador'd. 

2 By his great pow'r were all things made ; 
By him supported, all things stand ; 

He is the whole creation's Head, 
And angels fly at his command. 

3 Ere sin was born, or Satan fell. 
He led the host of morning stars ; 
Thy generation who can tell ? 

Or count the number of thy years ? 

4 But lo, he leaves these heav'nly forms ! 
The Word descends and dwells in clay ,! 
That he may converse hold with worms, 
Drest in such feeble flesh as they. 

5 Mortals with joy bpheld his face, 
Th' eternal Father's only Son ; 
How full of truth, how full of grace. 
When through his eyes the Godhead shone ! 

6 Arch-angels leave their high abode, 
To learn new myst'ries here, and tell 
The love of our descending God, 
The glories of Emanuel. 



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HYMN 28, 29. 



HYMN XXVni. Common Metre, ^ 
Faith in the Promise of Salvation. 

1 Begin, my tongue, some heav'nly theme. 

And speak some lofty thing ; 
The mighty works, or mighty name 
Of our eternal King ! 

2 Tell of his wondrous faithfulness, 

Or sound his pow'r abroad ; 
Sing the blest promise of his grace, 
And the performing God. 

3 Proclaim salvation from the Lord, 

To sinful, dying men ; 
'His hand has writ the sacred word. 
With an unerring pen. 

4 Engrav'd as in eternal brass. 

The gracious promise shines ; 
Nor shall the hand of time erase 
Those everlasting lines. 

5 Then why these doubts and sad com- 

If Christ and we are one, ^ [plaints ? 
The word extends to all the saints, 
Who humbty love the Son. 

6 By faith in this our souls have liv'd, 

And part of heav'n possessed ; 
We'll praise him then for grace received. 
And trust him for the rest. 

Watts. 

HYMN XXIX. Particular Metre. ^ 
The Resiii-rection and Glory of Christ. 

1 Behold ! the bright morning appears. 
And Jesus revives from the grave ! 
His rising removes all our fears. 
And proves him almighty to save. 



H YMN 30. 



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How strong were his tears and his cries ! 

The worth of his blood, how divine ! 
How perfect his great sacrifice, 

Who rose, though he suiFer'd for sin ! 
2 The Man who was crowned with thorns. 

The Man who on Caivary died, 
The Man who bore scourging and scorn, 

Whom sinners agreed to deride ; 
Now blessed for ever is made, 

And Ufe has rewarded his pain ; > 
Now glory has crowned his head ; 

This is the true Lamb that was slain ! 
1i Believing, w^e share in his joy, 

By faith, we partake of his rest ; 
With him we can cheerfully die. 

For with him we hope to be blest. 
''Tis Jesus, the first and the last, 

Whose Spirit sliall guide us safe home ; 
We'll praise him for all that is past, 

And trust him for all that's to come ! 

Hart. 



HYMN XXX. Co?n?non Metre. ^ 
Praise to the Lamb of God. i 

1 Behold the glories of the Lamb, 

Amidst the Father's throne ! 
Prepare new honours for his name ! 
And songs before unknown ! 

2 Let elders worship at his feet, 

The church adore around ; 
With vials full of odours sweet. 
With harps of sweeter sound. 

3 Those are the ofterd pray'rs of saints, 

And these the hymns they raise ; 
Jesus is kind to our complaints, 
He loves to hear our praise. 



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HYMN 51. 



, 4 Now to the Lamb, that once was slain, 
Be endless blessings paid ; i 
Salvation, glory, joy, remain \ 
For ever on thy head. 

5 Thou hast redeem'd our souls with blood, 

Hast set the pris'ners free ; 
Hast made us kings and priests to God, 
And we shall reign with thee. 

6 The worlds of nature ^nd of grace 

Are put beneath thy pow'r ; 
Then shorten these delaying days, 
And bring the promised hour. Watts. 

HYMN XXXL Short Metre. 
The Nativity of Cfif ist. 

1 Behold the grace appears ! 

The promise is fulfill'd ! 
Mary, the wondrous virgin, bears^ 
And Jesus is the child. 

2 To bring the glorious news, 

A heav'nly form appears ; 
He tells the shepherds of their joys, 
And banishes their fears. 

3 " Go, humble swains, (said he,) 

" To David's city fly ; 
The promised Infant born to day 
" Doth in a manger lie. 

4 With looks and hearts serene, 

Go visit Christ your King.'' 
And straight a flaming choir was seen ; 
The shepherds heard them sing : 
3 " Glory to God on high ! 

" And heav'nly peace on earth ! 
Good will to men, to angels joy, 
" At the Redeemer's birth !" 



HYMN 32. 25 

6 In worship so divine, 

Let saints employ their tongues ; 
With the celestial host we join, 
And loud repeat their songs : 

7 " Glory to God on high ! 

And heav'nly peace on earth ! 
Good will to men, to angels joy, 
^' At our Redeemer's birth/^ Watts, 

HYMiSr XXXII. Common Metre. b 
The Ignorance of Man. 

1 Behold the new born infant griev'd 

With hunger, thirst and pain ! 
It cries to have its wants reliev'd, 
But knows not to complain. ^ 

2 Such childhood yet I must confess, 

Though long in years mature ; 
Uniinowing whence I feel distress, 
And where to seek its cure. 

3 Author of good ! to thee I turn ; 

Thy ever watchful eye, 
Alone, can all my v/ants discern, 
Thy hand alone supply. 

4 O let thy fear within me dwell. 

Thy love my footsteps guide ! ' 
That love shall vainer loves expel. 
That fear, all fears beside. 

5 And since, by error's force subdu'd, 

My oft misguided will 
Prepost'rous shuns the latent good, 
And grasps the specious ill ; 

6 Not to my wish, but to my want, 

Do thou thy gifts apply ; 
Unask'd, what good thou knowest, grant, 
What ill, though ask'd, deny. . 

23 Merrick. 



26 HYMN 33, 34. 



HYMN XXXIII. Long Metre, b 
A grave and decent Deportment. 

1 Behold the sons and heirs of God, . 
So dearly bought with Jesus' blood ! | 
Are they not born to heav'nly joys ? I 
And shall they stoop to earthly toys ? I 

2 Can laughter feed th' immortal mind ? m 
Were spirits of celestial kind % 
Made for a jest, for sport, for play, i 
To wear out time and waste the day ? I 

3 Doth vain discourse or empty rnirth ^ I 
Well suit the honours of their birth ? I 
Shall they be fond of gay attire, ^ | 
Which children love, which fools admire ? 

4 What if we wear the richest vest ? 
Peacocks and flies are better drest ; 
This flesh, with all its gaudj^ forms. 
Must drop to dust and feed the worms. 

5 Lord, raise our hearts and passions higher. 
Touch our vain souls with sacred fire : 
Tlien, with a heav'n-directed eye, 

We'll pass these glitt'ring trifles by. 

6 We'll look on all the toys below, 
With such disdain as angels do ; 
And wait the call that bids us rise, 
To mansions promis'd in the skies. 

W ATTS- 

HYMN XXXIV. Common Metre, * or b 
The repenting Prodigal. 

1 Behold the wretch whose lust and wine 

Had wasted his estate ! 
He begs a share among the swine, j 
To taste the husks they eat. 

2 I die with hunger here," he cries, , 

I starve in foreign lands ; ! 



HYMN 35, 27 

" My father's house has large supplies. 
And bounteous are his hands. 

3 " ril go, and, with a mournful tongue, 

Fall down before his face ; 
" Father, I've done thy justice wrong, 
" Nor can deserve thy grace." 

4 He said ; and hasten'd to his home, 

To seek his father's love ; 
The father saw the rebel come, 
And all his bowels move. 

5 He ran and fell upon his neck, 

Embrac'd and kiss'd his son ; 
The rebel's heart with sorrow brake, 
For follies he had done. 

6 " Take off his clothes of shame and sin, 

" The father gives command ; 
Dress hini lu garn^nts white and clean, 
1 With rings adorn his hand. 

I 7 " A day of feasting I ordain, 

" Let mirth and joy abound ; 
" My son was dead, and lives again, 
" Was lost, but now is found.*' 

Watts. 

HYMN XXXV. Short Metre, IT 
Adoption. 

Behold, what wondrous grace 

The Father hath bestow'd 
On sinners of a mortal race. 

To call them sons of God ! 
'Tis no surprising thing, 
^ That we should be unknown ; 
The Jewish world knew not their king^ 

God's everlasting Son, 
Nor doth it yet appear 
How great we shall be made ; 



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HYMN 36. 



But when we see our Saviour here, 
We shall be like our Head. 

4 A hope so much divine 

May trials well endure ; 
May cleanse our souls from sense and sin, 
As Christ the Lord is pure. 

5 If in our Father's love 

We share a filial part, 
Send down thy Spirit, like a dove, 
To rest upon our heart. 

6 We would no longer lie. 

Like slaves beneath the throne ; 
Our faith shall Abba, Father, cry, 
And thou the kindred own. 

Watts. 

HYMN XXXV I. Long Metre, ^ or b 
The Better Part. 

1 Beset with snares, and filPd with dread, 
In life's uncertain path we tread ; 
Saviour divine, diffuse thy light. 

To guide our doubtful footsteps right. 

2 Engage our roving treach'rous heart, 
To choose the wise, the better part ; 
To scorn the trifles of a day. 

For joys that never fade away. 

3 Then let the fiercest storms arise, 
Let tempest mingle earth and skies ; 
No fatal ship\\ reck shall we fear. 
But all our treasure with us bear. 

4 If then our Saviour still be nigh, 
Cheerful we live, and joyful die ; 
Secure, when mortal comforts flee, 
To find a thousand worlds in thee. 

Doddridge. 



HYMN 37. 



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HYMN XXXVII. Long Metre. * 
The Beatitudes. 

1 Blest are the humble souls that see 
Their emptiness and poverty ; 
Treasures of grace to them are giv'n, 
And crowns of joy laid up in heav'n. 

2 Blest are the men of broken heart, 
Who mourn for sin with inward smart ; 
The blood of Christ divinely flows, 

A healing balm for all their woes. 

3 Blest are the meek, who stand afar 
From rage and passion, noise and war ; 
God will secure their happy state. 
And plead their cause against the great. 

4 Blest are the souls that thirst for grace, 
Hunger and long for righteousness ; 
They shall be well supply'd and fed 
With living streams and living bread.^ 

5 Blest are the men whose bowels move, 
And melt with sympathy and love ; 
From Christ the Lord, they shalfobtain 

i Like sympathy and love again. 

I 6 Blest are the pure, whose hearts are clean 

I From the defiling power of sin ; 

With endless pleasure they shall see 

A God of spotless purity. 

7 Blest are the men of peaceful life, 

Who quench the coais of growing strife ; 
They shall be call'd the heirs of bliss, 
The sons of God, the God of peace. 

8 Blest are the suff'rers, who partake 
Of pain and shame for Jesus' sake ; 
Their souls shall tridmph in the Lord, 
Glory and joy are their rewards 



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^ HYMN 33, 39. 



HYMN XXXVIil. Co?72 7non Metre. 2& j 
The Hope of the Resurrection. ' \ 

1 Blest be the everlasting God, 

The Father of our Lord ; ^ 
Be his abounding mercy prais'd. 
His majesty ador'd. 

2 When from the dead he raised his Son, ' 

And calPd him to the sky, ] 

He gave our souls a lively hope, i 

That they should never die. I 

3 What, though his uncontroU'd decree ' 

Command our flesh to dust ? 
Yet as the Lord our Saviour rose, 
So all his foll'vvers must. 

4 There's an inheritance divine. 

Reserved against that day ; 
'Tis uncorrupted, lu^idefird, 
And cannot fade away. 

5 Saints by the povv'r of God are kept 

Till the salvation come : 
We walk by faith as strangers here, 
Till Christ shall call us home. Watts . 

HYMN XXXIX., Cc?nmo?i Metre. 2^ 
Benevolence rewarded. 

1 Blest is the man whose tender heart 

Fe^Is all another's pain ; 
To whom the supplicating eye 
Was never raised in vain : 

2 Whose breast expands with gcn'rous 

A stranger's wo to feel ; [warmth. 
And bleeds in pity o'er the wound 
He wants ihe pow'r to heal. 
8 He spreads his khid supporting arms 
To ey'ry child of grief ; 



HYMN 40. 



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His secret bounty largely flows. 
And brings unask'd relief. 

4 To gentle offices of love, 

His feet are never slow ; 
He views, through mercy's melting eye, 
A brother in his foe. 

5 Peace, from the bosom of his God, 

Peace shall to him be giv'n ; 
His soul shall rest secure on earth, 
And find its native heav'n. 

6 To him protection shall be shown ; 

And mercy, from above. 
Descend on those, who thus fulfill 
The perfect law of love. 

Mrs Barbaulo. 

HYMN XL. Partitular Metre. ^ 
The Gospel Jubilee. 

1 Blow ye the trumpet, blow 
The gladly solemn sound ! 
Let all the nations know, 
To earth's remotest bound, 

Tfte year of jubilee is come, 
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 

2 Exalt the Son of God! 
The sin-atoning Lamb ; 
Redemiption, by his blood. 
Through ev'ry land proclaim ; 

The year of jubilee is come. 
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 

3 Ye who have sold for nought 
The heritage above, 

Shall have it back unbought, 

The gift of Jesus' lov e. 
The year of jubilee is come, 
Return, ye raubom'd, pinners, home. 



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HYMN 41. 



4 Ye slaves of sin and hell, 
Your liberty receive, 
And safe in Jesus dwell, 
And blest in Jesus live. 

The year of Jubilee is come, 
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 

5 The gospel trumpet hear, 
The news of pard'ning grace : 

Ye happy souls, draw near, i 
Behold your Saviour's face ! 
» The year of Jubilee is come, 
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 

6 Jesus, our great High Priest, 
Has full atonenient nlade ; 
Ye weary spirits, rest. 

Ye mournful souls be glad. 
The year of Jubilee is come, 
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 

Rippon's Collection. 

HYMN XLI. Long Metre. * or b 
The incomprehensible God. 

1 Can creatures to perfection find * 
Th' eternal uncreated Mind ? 

Or can the largest stretch of thought 
Measure and search his nature out ? 

2 'Tis high as heav'n, 'tis deep as hell. 
And what can mortals know or tell ? 
His glory spreads beyond the sky. 
And all the shining worlds on high. 

3 God is a King of pow'r unknown ; 
Firm are the orders of his throne ; 
If he resolves, who dare oppose ? 
Or ask him why or what he does ? 

4 He frowns, and darkness veils the moon ; 
The fainting sun grows dim at noon ; 



HYMN 42. 



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The pillars of heav'n's starry roof 
Tremble and start at his reproof. 

5 He gave the vaulted heav'n its form, 
The crooked serpent and the worm ; 
He breaks the billows with his breath, 
And smites the sons of pride to death. 

6 These are a portion of his ways ; 
But who shall dare describe his face ? 
Who can endure his light, or stand 
To hear the thunders of his hand ? 

Watts. 

HYMN XLII. Common Metre. ^ or b 
God Incomprehensible. 

1 Celestial King, our spirits lie, 

Trembling beneath thy feet ; 
And wish, and cast a longing eye, 
To reach thy lofty seat. 

2 In thee, what endless wonders meet ! 

What various glories shine ! 
The dazzling rays too fiercely beat 
Upon our fainting mind. 

3 Angels are lost in glad surprise, 
If thou unveil thy grace ; 

And humble awe runs through the skies, 
When wrath arrays thy face. 

4 Created pow'rs, how weak they be ! 
How short our praises fall ! 

So much akin to nothing, we. 
And thou, th' eternal All. 

5 Lord, here we bend our humble souls, 
And awfully adore ; 

For the weak pinions of our minds 
Can stretch a thought no more. 

Smart, 



34 HYMN 43, 44. 

HYMN XLIIl. Long Metre # or b 
The Presence of God mortifying' us to the World. 

1 Come, blessed Lord, descend and dwell 
By faith and love within our breast ; 
Then shall we know, and taste, and feel, 
Such joys as cannot be express'd. 

2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength, 
Make our enlarged souls possess. 

And learn the height, and breadth, and length 
Of thy unmeasurable grace. 

3 Could we but pierce the veil, and see 
The glories of th' eternal skies. 

What little things these worlds would be I 
How despicable in our eyes ! 

4 Great All in All, eternal King ! 
Could we but view thy glorious face, 
Then all our pow'rs should join to sing 
Thy boundless wisdom and thy grace. 

5 Now to the God, whose pow'r in heav'li 
And earth has works of wonder done, 
Be everlasting honours giv'n. 

By all the church, through Christ his Son. 

Watts. 



H^MNXLIV. Common Metre. # 
Praise to God and the Lamb. 

1 Come, let us join our cheerful songs, 

With angels round the throne ; 
Ten thousand thousands are their tongues, 
But all their joys are one. 

2 " Worthy the Lamb that died,'' they cry, 

To be exalted thus 
" Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, 
For he was slain for us." 



HYMN 45. 



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Jesus is worthy to receive 

Honour and powV divine ; 
And blessings, more than we can give, 

Be, Lord, forever thine. 
Let all that dwell above the sky, 

And air, and earth, and seas, 
Conspire to lift thy glories high, 

And speak thine endless praise. 
The whole creation join in one, 

To bless the sacred name 
Of Him who sits upon the throne, 
And to adore the Lamb. 

Watts. 

HYMN XLV. Common Metre, * 
The Joys of Heaven* 

1 Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart. 

Inspire each lifeless tongue ; 
And let the jo}^s of heav'n impart 
Their influence to our song. 

2 Sorrow and pain and ev'ry care, 

And discord there shall cease ; 
And perfect joy and love sincere 
Adorn the realms of peace. 

3 The soul, from sin for ever free, 

Shall mourn its pow'r no more ; 
But, clpth'd in spotless purity. 
Redeeming love adore. 

4 There, on a throne, how dazzling bright, 

Th' exalted Saviour shines ; 
And beams ineffable delight 

On all the heavenly minds. 
There shall the followers of the Lamb 

Join in immortal songs ; 
And endless honours to his name 

Employ their tuneful tongues. 



36 HYMN 46, 47. 



6 Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love, 
Our feeble notes inspire ; 
Till, in thy blissful courts above, 
We join th' angelic choir. 

Mrs. Steele, 

HYMN XLVI. Long Metre. or b 

Weary Souls invited to rest. 

1 Come, weary souls, with sin distressed, 
Come, and accept the promised rest ; 
The Saviour's gracious call obey, 
And cast your gloomy fears away. 

2 Oppress'd with guilt, a painful load, 

come, and spread your woes to God I 
Divine compassion, mighty love. 

Will all the painful load remove. 

3 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows, 

To cleanse your guilt, and heal your woes ; 
Pardon and life and endless peace. 
How rich the gift, how free the grace ! 

4 Lord, we accept with thankful heart. 
The nope thy gracious words impart ; 
We come with trembling ; yet rejoice. 
And bless the kind inviting voice. 

5 Great Saviour, let thy pow'rful love 
Confirm our faith, our fears remove"; 
May that sweet influence in our l^i^^^st,*^l||| 
Prepare us for thy heav'nly rest. 

^ Steele. 

HYMN XLVIL S/wrt Metre. # 
Heavenly Joys on Earth. 

1 Come, we that love the Lord, 

And let our joys be known ; 
Join in a song with sweet accord, 
And thus surround the throne. 



HYMN 48. 



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2 Let those refuse to sing, 

Who never knew our God ; ^ 
But children of the heav'nly King 
May speak their joys abroad. 

3 This heav'nly King is ours, 

Our Father and our Love ; 
He will send down his heav'nly pow'rs. 
To raise our souls above. 

4 There, we shall see his face, 

And never, never sin ; ^ 
There, from the rivers of his grace. 
Drink endless pleasures in. 

5 Yes, and before we rise 

To that immortal state, ^ 
The thought of such amazing bliss 
Shovild constant joys create. 

6 Then let our songs aboimd, 

And ev'ry tear be dry ; 
We- re rnarching thro' ImmanuePs ground, 
To fairer worlds on high, 

Watts. 

HYMN XLVIII. Common Metre. ^ 
Christ tlje King of Saints. 

1 CoBiE, ye that love the Saviour's name, 

And joy to miike it known ; 
The So V 'reign of your heart proclaim, 

And bow before his throne. 
-2 Behold your King, your Saviour, crown'd 

With glories all divine ; 
And tell the wond'ring nations round, 

How bright these glories shine. 
3 Infinite pow'r and boundless love 
I In him unite their rays ; 
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HYMN 49. 



You that his heav'nly influence prove, 
' Can you forbear his praise ? 

4 When in his earthly courts we view 

The glories of our King, 
We long to love as angels do. 
And wish like them to sing. 

5 And shall we long and wish in vain ? 

Lord, teach our songs to rise ; 
Thy love can animate the strain, 
And bid it reach the skies. 

6 O happy period ! glorious day ! 

When heav'n and earth shall raise 
With all their powTs the raptur'd lay, 
To celebrate thy praise. Mrs. Steele. 

HYMN XLIX. Cojumon Metre. # 
The happy End of the Christian Course. 

1 Death may dissolve my body now, 

And bear my spirit home ; 
Why do my minutes move so slow. 
Nor my salvation cofne ? 

2 With heav'nly weapons I have fought 

The battles of the Lord ; 
Finish'd my course, and kept the faith, 
And wait the sure reward. 

3 Gbd has laid up in heav'n for me, 

A crown vrhich cannot fade ; 
The righteous Judge, at that great day, 
Shall place it on my head. 

4 Nor hath the King of grace decreed 

This prize for me alone ; 
But all who hope and long to see 
Th' appearance of his Son. 

5 Jesus, the Lord, shall guard me safe 

From ev'ry ill design ; 



HYMN 50. 



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And to his heav'nly kingdom keep 
This feeble soul of mine. 

6 God is my everlasting aid, 
My portion and my friend ; 
To him be highest glory paid, 
Through ages without end. 

Altered from Watts. 

HYMN lT Long Metre, b~ 
Christ the Physician of the Soul. 

1 Deep are the wounds which sin has made ; 
Where shall the sinner find a cure ? 

In vain, alas, is nature's aid, 

The work exceeds her utmost pow'r. 

2 Sin, like a raging fever, reigns 
With fatal strength in ev'ry part ; 
The dire contagion, fills the veins, 
And spreads its poison to the heart. 

3 But can no sovereign balm be found ? 
And is no kind physician nigh, 

To ease the pain, and heal the wound. 
Ere life and hope for ever fiy ? 

4 Yes, there's a great Physician near ; 
Look up, my fainting soul, and live ! 
See in his heav'nly smiles appear 
Such help as nature cannot give I 

5 See, in the Saviour's dying blood. 
Life, health and bliss abundant flow ! 
'Tis only that dear sacred flood 

Can ease ihy pain and heal thy wo. 

6 Sin throws in vain its pointed dart, 
For here a sov'reign cure is found ; 
A cordial for the tainting heart, 

A balm for ev'ry painful wound. 

Mrs. Steele, 



40 



HYMN 51, 52. 



HYMN LI. Long Metre, * or b 
The Sight of Christ in Heaven. 

1 Descend, ye hosts of aiigels brightj 
And bear us on your guardian wings, 
Through regions of celestial light, 
Above the reach of earthly things ; 

2 Beyond this curtain of the sky, 
Up where eternal ages roll ; 
Where solid pleasures never die, 
And fruits immortal feast the soul. 

3 O for a beatifick sight 

Of our Almighty Father's throne ! ^ 
There sits our Saviour, crovvn'd with lights 
Cloth'd with a body like our own. 

4 Adoring saints around him stand, 
And heavenly pow'rs before him fall ; 
The God shines gracious through the man^ 
And sheds bright glories on them all. 

5 What joys unspeakable they feel. 
Whilst to their golden harps they sing ; 
And echo from each heav'nly hill, 
The glorious triumphs of their King ! 

6 O may the happy day draw nigh. 
When we shall rise to realms above, 
To join the musick of the sky, 
And celebrate redeeming love ! 

Watts, altered. 
HYMN LIL Common Metre. * or b 
Ardent Love to Christ. 

1 Do not I love thee, O my Lord ? 
Behold my heart, and see ; 
And turn each worthless idol out, 
That dares to rival thee. 



HYMN 53, 41 

2 Is not ihy name melodious btili 

To my enraptur'd ear ? 
Doth not my pulse with pleasure beat, 
My Saviour's voice to hear ? 

3 Hast thoU a lamb in all thy flock 

I would disdain to feed ? 
Hast thou a foe, before whose face 
I fear thy cause to plead ? 

4 Would not my ardent spirit vie 

With angels round thy throne, 
To execute thy sacred will. 

And make thy glory knov/n ? 
3 W ould not m^y heart pour out its floods 

In honour of thy name ? 
And challenge the cold hand of death 

To damp th' immortal flam.e ? 
6 Thou know'st I love thee, O my Lord ; 

But how I long to soar 
Above the sphere of mortal joys, 

And learn to love thee more ! Doddridge. 

HYMX LIIL Long Metre, * or b 
Christian Privileges and Obligations. 

1 Dost thou my wwthless name record, 
Free of thy holy city, Lord ? 

Am I a sinner, call'd to share 
The precious privileges there ? 

2 Art thou my King, my Father styl'd ? 
And I th}^ ser^^ant and thy child, 
Whilst many of the human race 

Are aliens from thy Zioii's grace ? 

3 Lo, wretched millions draw their breath 
In lands of ignorance and death ! 

But I enjoy my share of time 
Within thy gospel's favoured clime. 
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42 HYMN 54. 

4 Shall I receive this grace in vain ? 
Shall I my great vocation stain ? 
Away, ye works in darkness wrought ! 
Away, each sensual, wanton thought ! 

5 My soul, I charge thee to excel, 
In thinking right and acting well ; 
Deep let thy searching pow'rs engage, 
Unbias'd in the sacred page. 

6 Heighten the force of good desire ; 
To deeds of shining worth aspire ; 
More firm in fortitude, despise 
The world's seducing vanities. 

7 Strong and more strong, thy passions rule^ 
Advancing still in virtue's school ; 
Contending still, with noble strife, 

To imitate thy Saviour's life. 

SeoTT. 

HYMJSr LIV. Long Metre. ^ 
The only^riving- and true God. 
(Psalm 86.) 

1 Eternal God, almighty Cause 

Of earth and sea and worlds unknown ; 
All things are subject to thy laws, 
All things depend on thee alone. 

2 Thy glorious being singly stands, 
Of all within itself possest ; 
ControU'd by none are thy commands ; 
Thou from thyself alone art blest. 

3 To thee alone ourselves we owe. 
To thee alone our homage pay ; 
All other gods we disavow. 

Deny their claims, renounce their sway. 

4 In thee, O Lord, our hope shall rest» 
Jf ountaia of peace and joy aad iove j. 



HYMN 55. 



43 



Thy favour only makes us blest ; 
Without thee, all would nothing prove. 

5 Worship to thee alone belongs, 
Worship to thee alone we give ; 

Thine be our hearts, and thine our songs. 
And to thy glory we would live, 

6 Spread thy great name through heathen lands, 
Their idol deities dethrone ; 

Subdue the world to thy commands, 
And reign, as thou art, God alone. 

Brown. 

HYMN LV. Common, Metre. b 
The jConsolation of Age. 

1 Eternal God, endiron'd on high, 

Whom angel hosts adore ; 
Who yet to suppliant dust art nigh. 
Thy presence I implore. 

2 O guide me down the steep of age, 

And keep my passions cool ! 
Teach me to scan the sacred page, 
And practise evVy rule, 

3 My flying years time urges on, 

My strength must soon decay ; 
My friends, my youth's companions gone^j 
,Can I expect to stay ? 

4 Can I exemption plead, when d^eath 

Projects his awful dart ? 
Can med'cines then prolong my breath, 
Or cordials shield my heart ? 

5 But thou canst cheer my mortal hour 

On thee my hope depends : 
Support me by Almighty powY, 
While dust to dust descendso 



44 HYMN 56, 57. 

6 Then let my soul, O gracious God, 

Ascend to realms of day ; 
And in that sacred, blest abode, 
Its endless anthems pay. 

7 Throughput the heaven's remotest bound 

Thy matchless love proclaim ! 
And join the choir of saints that sound 
Their great Redeemer's name. 

B. Williams's Collection. 

HYMNLVI./ Long Metre. ' * 
Preserving Goodness. 

1 Eternal God, I bless thy name, 

The same thy povvV, thy grace the same ; 
The tokens of thy friendly care 
Open and close and crown the yeai'. 

2 Supported by thy guardian hand, 
Amidst ten thousand deaths I stand ! 
And see, when 1 survey thy ways, 
Ten thousand monuments of praise. 

3 Thus far thy arm has led me on, 
Thus far I make thy mercy known ; 
And whilst I tread this desert land, 
New mercies shall new songs demand. 

4 My grateful voice, on Jordan's shore. 
Shall raise one sacred pillar more ; 
Then bear, in thy bright courts above, 
Inscriptions of immortal love. 

Doddridge. 

HYMN. LYII. Common Metre. ^ ^ 
Joy and Gratitude. 

1 Eternal Love ! how large the sum 
Of blessiiigs from thy hand ; 
To banish sorrow and be blest 
Is, thy supreme CQnimand, 



HYMN 58. 



45 



2 Joy is our duty, glory, health, 

The sunshine of the soul ; 
The best return that we can make 
To him who plans the whole. Young, 

3 Whatever, Lord, of earthly bliss, 

Thy sovereign will denies, 
Accepted at thy throne of grace, 
Let this petition rise : 

4 Give me a calm, a thankful heart. 

From ev'ry murmur free ; 
The blessings of thy grace impart. 
And make me live to thee. 

5 Let the blest hope that thou art mine 

My life and death attend ; 
Thy presence through my journey shine. 
And crown my journey's end. 



HYMN LVIII. Long Metre. # 



1 Eternal Pow'r, whose high abode 
Becomes the grandeur of the God, 
Extending far beyond the bounds 
Where stars revolve inferior rounds ; 

2 The lowest step beneath thy seat 
Rises too high for Gabriel's feet ; 
In vain the tall arch-angel tries 

To reach its height, with wondering eyes. 

3 Thy dazzling glory whilst he sings. 
He hides his face behind his wings, 
And ranks of thrones and pow'rs around, 
Fall prostrate on the heav'nly ground. 

4 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do ! 
\Nc would adore our Maker too ; 



Rippon's Collection. 




God exalted alcove all Praise. 



46 HYMN 59. 




From lowest dust to thee we cry, 
The great, the holy, and the high. 

5 Earth from afar hath heard thy fame, 
And men have learn'd to lisp thy name ; 
But the full glories of thy mind 

Leave all our soaring thoughts behind. 

6 God is in heav'n, and men below ; 

Be short our hymns, our words be few ; 
A sacred rey'rence checks our songs, 
And prmsc is silent on our tongues. 

Watts. 

HYMN LIX. Long Metre. ^ 
Divine Goodness. 

1 Eternal Source of ev'ry joy ! 
Well may thy praise our lips employ ; 
Whilst in thy temple w^e appear, 
Thy goodness crowns the circling year. 

2 Wide as the earth and planets roll, 

Thy haad supports and cheers the whole ; 
By thee, the sun is taught to rise,^ 
And darkness when to veil the skies. 

3 The flow'ry spring, at thy command, 
Embalms the air and paints the land ; 
The summer rays with vigour shine, 
To raise the corn and cheer the vine. 

4 Seasons and months and weeks and days 
Demapd successive hymns of praise ; 
Still be the cheerful homage paid, 
With morning light and evening shade. 

5 O may our more harmonious tongues, 
In worlds unknown, pursue the songs. 
And in those brighter courts adore. 
Where days and years revolve no more ! 

Liverpool Collection. 



HYMN 60, 61. 



HYMN LX. Long Metre. ^ 
The Influences of the Divine Spirit. 

1 Eternal Spirit ! we confess, 
And sing the wonders of thy grace ! 
Thy pow'r conveys the blessings down^ 
From God the Father and his Son. 

2 Enlighten'd by thy heav'nly ray, 
Our shades and darkness turn to day ; 
Thy inward teachings make us know 
Our danger and our lefuge too. 

3 Thy gentle influence works within, 
And breaks the chains of reigning sin ; 
Doth our imperious lust subdue, 
And forms our wretched hearts anew, 

j 4 The ti'oubled conscience knows thy voice, 
I It makes the broken heart rejoice ; 
! Thy words allay the stormy wind, 
I And calm the surges of the mind. 

Watts. 



IiYM]Nr LXI. Common Metre, 
Creating- Wisdonn. 

1 Eternal Wisdom! thee we praise, 

Thee, all thy creatures sing \ 
With thy great name, rocks, hills, and seasj 
And heav'n's high arches, ring. 

2 Tliy hand, how wide it spread the sky ! 

How glorious to behold ! 
Ting'd with a blue of heav'nly die, 
And starr'd with sparkling gold. 
5 There dost thou make the globes of light 
Their endless circles run ; 
There the ipale planets rule the hight, 
And day obeys the su n. 



48 



HYMN 62. 



4 The roaring winds stand ready there, 

Thy orders to obey : 
With spreading wings, they sweep the air. 
To make thy chariot way. 

5 The rolling mountains of the deep 

Observe thy strong command ; 
Tliy breath can raise the billows steep, 
Or sink them to the sand. 

6 Thy glories blaze ail nature round, 

And strike our feeble sight, 
Through skies and seas and solid ground, 
With terror and delight. 

7 Infinite strength and equal skill 

Shine through the worlds abroad ; 
Our souls with vast amazement fill, 
And speak the builder, God. 

Watts. 

HYMN LXIL Long Metre. 
Christ exalted a Prince and a Saviour, 

1 Exalted Prince of life, we own 
The royal honours of thy throne ; 
'Tis fix'd by God's almighty hand, 
And seraphs bow at thy command. 

2 Exalted Saviour, we confess 
The sovereign triumphs of thy grace 
Where beams of gentle radiance shine. 
And temper majesty divine. 

3 Wide thy resistless sceptre ^way, 
Till all thy enemies obey ; 
Wide may thy cross its virtue prove. 
And conquer millions by thy love. 

4 Mighty to vanquish and forgive ! 
Thine Israel shall repent and live : 




HYMN 63, 64. 49 

And loud proclaim thy healing breath, 
Which gives them life who WTOught thy death. 

Doddridge. 

HYMN LXIII. Conunon Metre, # or 5 
Walking by Faith. 

1 Faith is the brightest evidence 

Of things beyond our sight ; 
It pierces through the veil of sense. 
And dwells in heav'nly light. 

2 It sets time past in present view, 

Brings distant prospects home ; 
Of things a thousand years ago, 
Or thousand years to come. 

3 By faith we know the world was made. 

By God's almighty word ; 
We know the heav'ns and earth shall fade, 
And be again restored. 

4 Abrah'm obey'd the Lord's command, 

From his own country driv'n ; 
By faith he sought a promis'd land,^ 
But found his rest in heav'n. 

5 Thus through life's pilgrimage we stray. 

The promise in our eye ; 
By faith we walk the narrow way, 
That leads to joy on high. 

Altered from Watts. 

HYMN LXIV. Long Metre, * or 5 
Preparation for religious Worship. 

1 Fa R from my thoughts, vain world, begone, 
Let my religipus hours alone ; 
From flesh and sense I would be free. 
And hold communion, Lord, with thee* 
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50 



HYMN 65. 



2 My heart grows warm with holy fire, 
And kindles with a pure desire, 

To see thy grace, to taste thy love, 
And feel thine influence from above. 

3 When I can say that God is mine^ 
When I can see thy glories shine ; 
I tread the world beneath my feet, 
And all that men call rich and great. • 

4 Send comfort do wti from thy right handj, 
To cheer me in this barren land ; 

And in thy temple let me know 
The joys that from thy presence flow. 

Altered from Watts. 



HYMN LXV. Common Metre. * 
The Success of the GospeL 

1 Father, is not thy promise sure 

To thy exalted Son ? 
That through the nations of the^ earth 
Thy word of life shall run ! 

2 " Ask and receive the heathen lands, 

For thine inheritance. 
And to the world's remotest ends 
Thy empire shall advance." 

3 Hast thou not said, the blinded Jews 

Shall their Redeemer own ? 
Whilst Gentiles to his standard crowd, 
And bow before his throne ? 

4 Are not all kingdoms, tribes and tongues^ 

Beneath the arch of heav'n, 
To the dominion of thy Son, 
Without exception, given ? 

5 From east to west, from north to south, 

Then be his name ador'd ; 



HYMN 66. 



51 



Let earth with all its millions shout 
Hosanna to the Lord. 

Rippon's Collectiorf, 



HYMN LXVL Common Metre. # or b 
The I^ord's Prayer. 

1 Father of all ! Eternal Mind ! 

Thou great and good alone ! 
Thy children, form'd and bless'd by thee. 
Approach thy sacred throne. 

2 Thy name in hallow'd strains be sung ! 

We join the solemn praise, 
To thy great name with heart and tongue. 
Our cheerful homage raise. 

3 Thy righteous, mild, and equal reign, 

Let ev'ry being own ; 
And in our minds, thy work divine, 
Erect thy gracious throne. 

4 As angels round thy seat above, 

Thy blest commands fulfil ; 
So may thy creatures here below. 
Perform thy heav-nly will. 

5 On thee we day by day depend ; 
, Our daily wants supply ; 

And feed with truth and virtue pure, 
Our souls which never die. 

6 Extend thy grace to ev'fy fault, 

And let thy love forgive ; 
Teach us divine forgiveness too, 
* Nor let resentment live. 

7 Where tempting snares beset the way^ 

Permit us not to tread ; 
Avert the threatening evil near. 
From our unguarded head. 



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HYMN 67. 



8 Thy sacred Dame we thus adore, 
And bow before thy throne ; 
For kingdom, powV and glory, Lord, 
Belong to thee alone. ^ 

Liverpool Collection. 
HYMN LXVn. Common Metre, * 
The Universal Prayer. 

1 Father of all ! whose cares extend 

To earth's remotest shore ; 
Through evYy age let praise ascend, 
And ev'ry clime adore. 

2 Yet not to earth's contracted span, 

Thy goodness let me bound ; 
Or think thee Lord alone of man, 
When thousand worlds are round. 

3 To thee, whose presence fills all space, 

The earth, the air, the skies ; 
One chorus let all beings raise. 
All nature's incense rise ! 

4 Father of all ! w^hose tender care 

Does ev'ry want supply ; 
To thee I pour tiie fervent pray'r. 
And raise the filial eye. 

5 What blessings thy free bounty gives 

Let me not cast away ; 
Who gratefully enjoys and lives. 
Does the best homage pay. 

6 Save me alike from foolish pride. 

Or impious discontent. 
At aught thy wisdom has denied. 
Or aught thy goodness lent. 

7 Teacii me to feel another's wo, 

To hide the faults I see ; 
That mercy I to others show, 
That mercy show to me. 



HYMN 68. 53 

8 Let not this weak, unknowing hand 

Presume thy bolts to throw, 
And deal destruction round the land. 
On each I judge thy foe. 

9 If I am^ right, thy grace impart, 

Still in the right to stay ; 
If I am wrong, O teach my heart 

To find that better way ! 
10 This day, be bread and peace my lot ; 

But, all beneath the sun, 
Thou know'st it best bestow'd or not ; 

Then let thy will be done. 

Altered from Pope. 

HYMN LXVIII.' Common Metre, * or b 
Prudence. 

1 Father of light ! conduct my feet 

Through life's dark, dang'rous road ; 
Let each advancing step still bring 
Me nearer to my God. 

2 Let heav'n-ey'd prudence be my guide ; 

And, when I go astray, 
Recal my feet from folly's path, 
To wisdom's better way. 

3 Teach me in ev'ry various scene 

To keep my end in sight ; 
And whilst I tread life's niazy track, 
Let wisdom guide me right. 

4 That heav'nly w^isdom from above 

Abundantly impart ; 
And let it guard, and guide, and warm^ 
And penetrate my heart : 

5 Till it shall lead me to thyself, 

Fountain of bliss and love ; 
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5 4 , HYMN 69, 70> 

And all my darkness be dispersed, ^ 
In endless light above. Smart. 

HYMN LXIX. Long Metre, ^ 
Praise for Rain and fruitful Seasons. 

1 Father of light ! we sing thy name, 
Who made the sun to rule the day ; 
Wide as he spreads his golden flame, 
His beams thy povv'r and love display. 

2 Fountain of good ! from thee proceed 
The copious showVs of genial rain ; 
Which, o'er the hill and through the mead. 
Revive the grass and swell the grain. 

3 Thro' the wide world thy bounties spread 
Yet thousands of our guilty race, 
Though by thy daily goodness fed, 
Trangress thy law, abuse thy grace. 

4 Not so, shall our forgetful hearts 
O'erlook the tokens of thy care ; 
But, wnat thy lib'ral hand imparts. 
Receive with praise, and ask in pray*r. 

5 So shall the sun more grateful shine. 
And show'rs in welcome drops shall fall, 
When all our hearts and lives are thine. 
And thou, our God, enjoy'd in all. 

6 Jesus ! our brighter Sun, arise ; 

In plenteous show'rs, thy Spirit send 3 
Earth then shall grow to Paradise, 
And in celestial Eden end. 

^ DODPRIDGS. 

HYMNLXX. Long Metre. * 
At the Ordination of a Minister. 

1 Father of mercies ! in thy house 
We pay our homage and our vows ; 



HYMN7L 55 

Whilst v/ith a grateful heart we share 
These pledges of our Saviour's care. 

2 The Saviour, when to heay'n he rose. 
In splendid triumph o'er his foes, 
Scatter'd his gifts on men below, 
And wide his royal bounties flow. 

3 Hence sprang th' ^P^^-y^^^''^ honoured name. 
Sacred beyond heroick fanie ; 

Hence dictates the prophetick sage, ^ 
And hence the evangelick page, 
i In lower forms to bless our eyes. 
Pastors from hence and Teachers rise ; 
Who, though with feebler rays they shine. 
Still mark a long extended line. 

5 From Christ their varied gifts derive, - 
And, fed by him, their graces live ; 
Whilst, guarded by his potent hand, 
Amidst the rage of hell they stand. 

6 So shall the^bright succession run 
Through all the courses of the sun ; 
Whilst unborn churches, by their care. 
Shall rise and flourish large and fair. 

7 Jesus, our Ldrd, their hearts shall know 
The spring whence all these blessings flow ; 
Pastors and people shout his praise. 
Through the long round of endless days. 

D0DDRIDG5. 

HYMN LXXI. Common Metre. # 
The Excellency and Sufficiency of the Scriptures. 

1 Father of mercies ! in thy word 
What endless glory sjiines ! 
For ever be thy name ador'dj 
For these celestial lines. 



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HYMN 72. 




2 Here may the wretched sons of want i 

Exhaustless riches find ; 
Treasures beyond what earth can grant. 
And lastmg as the mind. 

3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grow^ 

And yields a free repast ; 
Sublimer fruits, than nature knows, 
Invite the longing taste. 

4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice 

Spreads heav'nly peace around ; 
And life and everlasting joys 
Attend the blissful sound. 

5 O may these heav'nly pages be 

Our study and delight ! 
And still new beauties may we see, 
And still increasing light, j 

6 Divine Instructor ! gracious Lord ! j 

Be thou for ever near ; | 
Teach us to love thy sacred word, 
^ And view our Saviour there. 



HYMN LXXII. Co?nmon Metre. # or b 



1 Father of mercies ! send thy grace, 

All powerful, from above, 
To form, in our obedient souls, 
The image of thy love. 

2 O may our sympathizing breasts 

That gen'rous pleasure know, 
Kindly to share another's joy, 
, And weep for others' wo. 

3 Whene'er the helpless sons of want 

In low distress are laid, 



Mrs. Steele. 



Love to our Neighbour. 



HYMN 73. 



57 



Soil be our hearts their pains to feel, 

And swift our hands to aid. 
So Jesus look'd on wretched man, 

When seated in the skies ; 
Amidst the glories of that world, 

He felt compassion rise. 
On wings of love the Saviour flew. 

To raise us from the ground ; 
And shed his rich and precious blood, 

A balm for ev'ry wound. 

Doddridge. 

HYMN LXXIIL Long Metre. * or b 
Humility. 

1 Folly builds high upon the sand ; 
But lowly let my basis be ; 

Firm as a rock^ my hope shall stand, 
Deep founded in humility. 

2 Content, when threat'ning ills obtrude. 
Sweet meek-ey'd patience, arm my soul ; 
And let a prudent fortitude 

Teach me my passions to control. 

3 My God, I long to know thee still, 
To love and fcar and trust thee more : 
To live submissive to thy will, 

And whilst I feel thy grace, adore. 

4 My faith and love, obedient be, 

O Saviour, to thy just commands ! 
My ardent soul still follows thee. 
And trusts her interest in thy hands. 

5 L et love and mercy all divine. 
Justice descending from the skies, 

, Kindness and truth my heart incline 
Stiil to forgive my enemies. 



58 HYMN 74, 75. 

6 Thus may I act the christian part. 
The social, humane and divine ; 
Whilst a wise zeal inspires my heart, 
Then shall I know that heav'n is mine. 

Smakt. 



HYMN LXXIV^ Coinmon Metre, or 
Abraham's Blessing extended to the Gentiles, 

1 Gentiles by nature, we belong 

To the wild olive wood ; 
Grace took us from the barren tree, 
And grafts us on the good. 

2 With the same blessings, grace endows 

The Gentile as the Jew ; 
If pure and holy be the root. 
Such are the branches too. 

3 Then let the children of the saints 

Be sanctify'd to God ; 
In that great covenant, confirmed 
By water and by blood. 

4 Thus to the parents, and their seed, 

Shall thy salvation come ; 
And numerous households meet at last 
In one eternal home. 

Watts- 



hymn LXXV. Lo7ig Metre. * 

The Excellency of the Gospel. 

1 God, in the gospel of his Son, 
Makes his eternal counsels known ;; 
And sinners of a humble frame 

May taste his grace, and learn his name. 

2 Wisdom its dictates here imparts. 

To form our minds, to cheer our hearts ; 
Its influence m^.kes the sinner live. 
It bids the drooping saint revive. 



HYMN 76, 77. 



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3 Our raging passions it controls, 
And comfort yields to contrite souls ; 
It guides us all our journey through, 
And brings a better world to view. 

4 May this blest volume ever lie 
Close to my heart and near my eye ; 
To life's last hour, my soul employ. 
And fit me for the heavenly joy. 

BEDDaME, 



HYMN LXXVI. Common Metre, # or b 
sincerity and Hypocrisy. 

1 God is a Spirit, just and wise. 

He sees our inmost mind ; 
In vain to heav'n we raise our eyeSj ' 
And leave our hearts behind. 

2 Nothing but truth before his throne 

With honour can appear ; 
The painted hypocrites are known. 
Through the disguise they wear. 

3 Their lifted hands salute the skies, 

Their bended knees the ground ; 
But God abhors the sacrifice, 
Where not the heart is found. 

4 Lord, search my thoughts, and try my waysj 

And make my' soul sincere ; 
Then shall I stand before thy face. 
And find acceptance there. 

Watts. 

HYMN LXXVll. Long Metre. ^ or b 
Redeeming Time. 

1 God of eternity ! from thee 
Did infant time its l^eing draw ; 
Minutes and days and months and years 
Revolve by thy unvaried law. 



60 HYMN 78, 

2 Silent and slow they glide away ; 
Steady and strong the current flovvs ; 
Till lost in that unmeasured sea, 
From which its being first arose. 

3 The thoughrtess sons of Adam's race 
Upon the rapid stream are borne, 
To that unseen, eternal home, 
From which no travellers return. 

4 Yet, whilst the shore, on either side, 
Presents a gaudy, flattering show. 
We gaze, in fond amazement lost, 
Nor think to what a world we go. 

5 Great Source of wisdom, teach our hearts 
To know the price of evVy hour ; 

That timp may bear us on to joys, 
Beyond its measure and its pow'r. 

Reformed Liturg-y. 
HYMN LXXVIII. Long Metre, 4 
Gratitude for all Things. 

1 God of my life, my thanks to thee 
Shall, like my debts, continual be ; 
In constant streams thy bounty floAVs, 
Nor end, nor intermission knows. 

2 From thee, my comforts all arise. 

My numerous wants thy hand supplies ; 
Nor can I need or wish for more. 
Than thou canst furnish from thy store. 

3 If what I ask, my God denies. 

It is because he's good and wise ; 

And what for evils I mistake. 

He can my greatest blessings make. 

4 Deep, Lord, upon my thankful breast. 
Let all thy goodness be impress*d : 



HYMN 79. 



61 



Dispose me, each revolving day, 
For daily gifts my praise to pay. 
5 In praise I'll spend my latest breath, 
Then yield it to the call of death ; ^ 
In hope that thou my flesh wilt raise, 
To celebrate thy deathless praise. 

Brown, with addition. 

HYMN LXXrX. Long Metre, # 
Unceasing' Praise. 

1 God of my life, through all its days 

My grateful tongue shall sound thy praise ; 
The song shall wake with dawning light, 
And warble to the silent night. 

2 When anxious cares would brealc my rest. 
And grief would tear my throbbing breast, 
Thy tuneful praises, rais'd on high, 
Shall chfeck the murmur and the sigh. 

3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, 
And all the pow'rs of language fail, 
Joy through my feeble eyes shall break, 
And mean those thanks I cannot speak. 

4 But when the final conflict's o'er. 
My spirit chain'd to flesli no more, 
With what glad ac^cents shall I rise 
To join the musick of the skies ! 

5 Soon shall I learn th' exalted strains, 

' Which echo through the heav'nly plains ; 

And emulate, with joy unknown, 
I The glowing seraphs round thy throne. 
I 6 This cheerful tribute will I give, 

Long as a deathless soul can live ; 

A work so vast, a theme so high, 
i Demands a whole eternity. 

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HYMN 80, 81. 



HYMN LXXX. Common Metre. or b x 
The Mysteries of Providence. 

1 Gop moves in a mysterious way, 

His counsels to perform ; 
He marks his footsteps on the sea. 
And rides upon the storm. 

2 Deep, in unfathomable mines 

Of never failing skill, 
He treasures up his bright designs, 
And works his sovereign will. 

3 Let fearful saints fi^esh courage take ; 

The clouds, they so much dread, 
Are big with mercy, and shall break 
In blessings on their head. 

4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense. 

But trust him for his grace ; v 
Behind a frowning Providence 
He hides a smiling face. 

5 His purposes will ripen fast, 

Unfolding ev'ry hour ; 
The bud may have a bitter taste, 
But sweet will be the flow'r. 

6 Blind unbelief is sure to err. 

And scan his work in vain ; 
God is his own interpreter, ^ 
And he will make it plain. J|| 

COW PER. 

^ HYMN LXXXI. Comrnqn Metre. * or 5 
Divine Providence, and the Folly of Seif-Dependence. 

1 God reigns ; events in order flow, 
Man's industry to guide ; 
But in a diff'rent channel go, 
To humble human pride. 



HYMN 82. 63 

2 The swift, not always, in the race^ 

Shall win the crowning prize ; 
Not always wealth and honour grace 
The labours of the wise. 

3 Fond mortals do themselves beguile, 

When on themselves they rest ; 
Blind is their wisdom, vain their toil, 
By thee, O Lord, unblest. 

4 'Tis ours, the furrows to prepare, 

And sow the precious grain ;^ 
'Tis thine to give the sun and air. 
And to command the rain. 

5 Evil and good before thee stand, 

Their mission to perform ; 
The sun shines bright at thy command ; 
Thy hand directs the storm. 

6 In all thy ways, we humbly own 

Thy providential pow'r ; 
Entrusting to thy care alone 
The lot of ev'iy hour. 

/ Scott. 

HYMN LXXXll. Long. Metre. 4j^or 5 
The Fear of God. 

1 Great Author of all nature's frame, . 
Holy and rev 'rend is thy name ; 
Thou, Lord of life, and Lord of dej^th. 
Worlds rise and vanish at thy breath. 

2 Nations, in thine all-seeing eye, 
Are less than nothing, vanity ; 
Against thee who shall lift his hand ? 
Before thy terrors who can stand ? 

3 But blest are they, O gracious Lord, 
Who fear thy name, and hear thy word ! 
With such thy dwelling is ; on those, 

_ Thy peace its joy divine bestows. 



64 



HYMN 83. 



4 Thy wisdom guides, thy pow'r defends 
Their life, till life its journey ends ; 
Death shall convey tRem to thy seat. 
Where all thy saints in glory meet. 

5 O that my soul, with awful sense 
Of thy transcendent excellence, 
May close tlie day, the day begin, 
Watchful against each darling sin ! 

6 Never, O nexev from my heart 
Maj^ this great principle depart ! 
But act, with unabating powV, 

Within me to my latest hour. Scott. 

HYMN LXXXlil. Lbng Metre. •# 
The Divine Goodness imitated. 

1 Great Author of th' immortal mind, 
For noblest thoughts and views designed. 
Make me desirous to express 

The ii^iage of thy holiness. 

2 ^Vhilst I thy boundless love admire, 
Grant me to catch the sacred fire ; 
Thus shall my heav'nly birth be knovvn^ 
And as jhy child, thou wilt me own. 

3 Father, I see thy sun arise. 

To cheer thy friends and enemies ; 

And when from heay'n thy rain descends. 

Thy bounty both alike befriends. 

4 Enlarge my soul with love like thine, 
My mortal pow'rs by grace refine ; 
So shall I feel another's wo, ' 

And freely feed a hungry foe. 

5 I hope for pardon through thj Son, 
For all the crimes which I have done ; 
Then may the grace that pardons me, 
Constrain mc to foi'give like thee. 

Rippox's Collection. 



HYMN 84. 65 



HYMN LXXXIV. Hallelujah Metre. * 
The House of Prayer. 

1 Great Father of mankind, 
We bles? that wondrous grace. 
Which could for Gentiles find. 
Within thy courts, a place. 

How kind the care 
Our God displays, 
For us to raise 
A IsDuse of pray'r ! 

2 Once we were strangers here, 
But now approach the throne ; 
For Jesus brings us near, 
And makes our cause his own. 

Strangers no more, 
To thee we come ; 
And find our home. 
And rest secure. 

3 To thee our souls we join, 
And love thy sacred name ; 
No more our own, but thine. 
We triumph in thy claim. 

Our Father, King, 
Thy cov'nant grace 
Our souls embrace, 
Thy glories sing. 

4 Here in thy house we feast 
On dainties all divine ; 

And whilst such food we taste. 
With joy our faces shine. 

Incense shall rise 

From flames of love, 

And God approve 

The sacrifice- 
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66 H YMN 85. 

5 May all the nations throng, 
To worship in thy house ; 
Wilt thou attend the song, ' 
And hear their ardent vows ! 
Indulgent still, 
Till earth conspire 
To join the choir, 

On Zion's hill. Doddridge, 

HYMN LXXXV. Common Metre. ^■ 
Creation and Providence. , 

1 Great first of beings, mightj' Lord 

Of all this w^ondrcnas frame ! 
Produced by thy creating word, 
The world from nothing came. 

2 Thy voice sent jforth the high command, 

'Twas instantly obey'd ; 
Arvd through thy goodness all things stand, 
Which by thy pqw'r were made. 

3 Thy glories shine througlmit the whole. 

Each part reflects thy light ; 
By thee, in course, the planets roll, 
And day succeeds the night. 

4 By thee, the sun dispenses heat, 

And beams of cheering day ; 
The distant stars in order set, 
By night, thy powV display. 

5 By thee, the earth its produce yields ; 

By thee, the waters flow ; 
And various plants adorn tlie fields, 
And trees aspiring grow. 

6 Inspir'd with praise, our minds pursue 

This wise and noble end ; 
And all we think, and all we do, 
Sh^ to thy honour tend. 

Liverpool ColIsctipn> 



HYMN 86, 87. 



67 



' HYMN LXXXVI. Long Metre * or 5 
Man changeable and God unchangeable. 

1 Great Former of this various frame, 
Our souls adore thine awful name ; 
We bow with rev'rence, when we praise 
The Ancient of eternal days. 

2 Beyond the reach of angel's sight, 
Thou dwelPst in uncreated light ; 
It shines with undiminish'd ray, 
Whilst suns and stars shall pass away. 

3 Our days a transient period run, 
And change with ev'ry circling sun ; 

V E'en in the firmest state we boast. 
Thy hand can crush us to the dust. 

4 But let all nature fall around ; 

Let death consign us to the ground ; 
Let the last gen'ral flame arise, 
Consume the earth, dissolve the skies ; 

5 Calm as a summer evening, we 
Shall all the wreck of nature see ; 
Whilst grace secures us an abode, 
Unshaken as the throne of God. 

■ Doddridge. 

HYMN LXXXVIl. Long Metre. or b 
The Sun of Righteousness. 

1 Great God, amidst the darksome night 
Thy glories dart upon my sight, 
Whilst wrapt in wonder I behold 

The silver moon and stars of gold. 

2 But when I see the sun arise. 
And pour his glory round the skies. 
In more stupendous form I view 
Thy greatness and thy glor>^ too. 



68 HYMN 88. 

3 Thou Sun of Righteousness, whose light 
O'erwhehns the highest angePs sight, 
How shall I glance my eye at thee, 

In all thy vast immensity ! 

4 Yet may I be allow'd to trace 
The distant shadow of thy face ; 
As in the pale reflecting moon 
We see the image of the sun. 

5 In ev'ry work thy hands have made, 
Thy pow'r and wisdom are display 'd ; 
But O ! what glories all divine, 

In my exalted Saviour shine ! 

6 May I enjoy, like those above, 
The gentle influence of his love ; 
Enable me my course to run. 
With the same vigour as the sun. 

Stennet. 

HYMN LXXXVIII. Common Metre. * or b 
The Spreading" of the Gospel. 

1 Great God, the nations of the earth 

Are by creation thine ; 
And in thy works, by all beheld, 
Thy powV and glory shine. 

2 But thy compassion. Lord, has sent 

Thy gospel to mankind. 
Unveiling what rich stores of grace 
Are treasured in thy mind. 

3 Lord, when shall these glad tidings spread 

The spacious earth around. 
Till ev'ry tribe and ev'ry soul 
Shall hear the joyful sound? v . ^ 

4 O when shall Afric's sable sons 

Enjoy the heav'nly word ! 
And, long in slav'ry held, become 
The freemen of i<ord ? 



HYMN 89. 69 

5 When shall the savage wand 'ring tribes, 

A dark bewilder'd race, 
Sit down at our ImmanuePs feet. 
And learn his saving grace ? 

6 Haste, sovereign mercy, and transform 

Their cruelty to love : 
S6ften the tyger to a lamb, 
The vulture to a dove. 

7 Smile, Lord, on each sincere attempt 

To spread the gospePs rays ; 
And build in ev'ry heathen land 
A temple to thy praise. 

^ RippoN^s Collection . 

HYMN LXXXIX. Common Metre. 5 
Trust in God.' 

1 Great Source of boundfess pow'r and 

Attend my ^mournful cry ; [grace ! 
In the dark hour of deep distress, 
To thee alone I fly. 

2 Thou art my strength, my life, my stay ; 

Assist my feeble trust ; 
Drive these distressing fears away, 
And raise me from the dust. ' 

3 Fain would I call thy grace to mind, 

And trust thy glorious name ; 
Jehovah, pow'rful, wise, and kind, 
For ever is the same. 

4 Thy presence, Lord, can cheer rny heart 

When earthly comforts die ; 
Thy voice can bid my pains depart, 
And raise my pleasures high. 

5 Here let me rest, on thee depend, 

My God, my hope, my all ; 
Be thou my everlasting friend^ 

And I shall never fall. Smart. 



70 HYMN 90, 9L 



HYMN XC. Long Metre. ^ 
Praise for common Mercies. 

1 Gre at Source of life, our souls confess 
The various riches of thy grace ; 
Crown'd with thy mercies, we rejoice, 
And in thy praise exalt our voice. 

2 By thee heaven's shining arch \yas spread ; 
By thee were earth's foundations laid ; 
All the delights of our abode 
Proclaim the wise, the pow'rful God. 

3 Thy tender hand restores our breath. 
When trembling on the verge of death ; 
Gently it wipes away our tears, 

And lengthens life to future years. 

4 These lives are sa(:red to the Lord, 
By thee upheld, by thee restored ; 
And whilst our hours renew their race, 
Still we would walk before thy face. 

5 So, when our souls by thee are led 
Through unknown regions of the dead, 
With joy triumphant, they shall move 
To seats of nobler life above. 

Doddrid ge. 

HYx^N XCI. Long Metre. * or b 
Religion vain without Love. 

1 Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews, 
And nobler speech than angels use, 

If love be absent, I am found. 
Like tinkling brass, an empty sounds 

2 Were I inspired to preach, and tell 
All that is done in heav'n and hell ; 
Or could my fluth the world remove. 
Still I am nothing without love. 



HYMN 92. 



71 



3 Should I distribute all my store, 

To feed the hungry, clothe the poor ; ^ 
Or give niy body to the flame. 
To gain a martyr's glorious name ; 

4 If love to God, and love to men 
Be absent, all my hopes are vain ; 
Nor tongues, nor gifts, nor fiery zeal, 
The w ork of love can e'er fulfil. 

Watts. 

^ HYMN XCII. Common Metre. 

The God of Nature. 

1 Hail, King supreme ! all wise and good ! 

To thee our thoughts we raise ; 
Whilst nature's lovely charnis, displayed. 
Inspire our souls with praise. 

2 At morning, noon, and ev'ning mild, 

Thy works engage our view ; 
And as we gaze, our hearts exult 
With transports ever new. 

3 Thy glory beams in ev'ry^tar^ • 

Which gilds the gloom of night ; 
And decks the rising face of morn 
With rays of cheering light. 

4 Th' aspiring hill, the verdant lawn, 

With thousand beauties shine ; 
The vocal grove and cooling shade 
Proclaim thy pow'r divine. 

5 From tree to tree, a constant hymn 

Employs the feather'd throng ; 
To thee their clieerful notes they swell, 
And chant their grateful song. 

6 Great nature's God ! still may these scenes 

Our serious hours engage ; 
Still may our wond'ring eyes peruse 
Thy works' instructive page. 



72 



HYMN 93. 



HYMN XCllI. Particular Metre, ^ * 
Praise to our Redeemer. 

1 Hail, thon once^ despised Jesus ! 

Thou didst free salvation bring ; 
By thy death thou didst release us 
From the tyrant's deadly sting* 

2 Hail, thou agonizing Saviour, 

Bearer of our sin and shame ! 
By thy merits we find favour, 
Life is given through thy name. 

3 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, 

All our sins on thee Avere laid ; 
Great High Priest by God anointed, 
Thou hast full atonement made ! 

4 Contrite sinners are forgiven, 

Through the virtue of thy blood : 
Open'd is the gate of heaven, 
Pe^ce is made with man and God. 

5 Jesus hail ! enthron'd in glory, 

There for ever to abide ; 
All*the heavenly hosts adore thee. 
Seated at thy Father's side. 

6 There for sinners thou art pleading, 

There thou dost our place prepare ; 
Ever for us interceding, 
Till in heaven we appear. 

7 Glory, honour, pow'r and blessing, 

Thou art worthy to receive ; 
Loudest praises, without ceasing, 
Meet it is for us to give. 

8 Help, ye bright angelick spirits, 

Lend your loudest, noblest lays ; 
Join to sing our Saviour's merits, 
And to celebrate his praise. 

RirroN's CQUectioH: 



HYMN 94, 95. 73 

HYMN XCIV. Common Metre, ^i^- or b 
Early Religion. 

1 Happy is he, whose early years 

Receive instruction well ; 
Who hates the sinner's path, and fears 
The road that leads to hell. 

2 Our yputh, devoted to the Lord, 

Is pleasing in his eyes ; 
A fiow'r when offer'd in the bud 
Is no vain sacrifice. 

3 'Tis easier work, if we begin 

- To fear the Lord betimes ; ^ 
While sinners, who grow old in siuj 
Are hardened in their crimes. 

4 It saves us from a thousand fears, 

To mind religion young ; ^ 
With joy it crovvns succeeding years, 
And renders virtue strong. 

5 To thee, Almighty God, to thee 

Our hearts we now resign ; 
'Twill please us to look back and see 
That our v\ hole lives v/ere thine. 

6 We'll do thy work, we'il speak thy praise,, 

Whilst we have life and breath ; 
Thus we're prepar'd for longer days, 
Or fit for early death. 

Watte. 

HYMN XCV. Long Metre. ^ 
The Glory and Defence of the Churcli. 

Happy the Church ! thou sacred place. 
The seat of thy Creator's grace ! 
Thy holy courts are his abode, 
Thou earthly palace of our God> 

. Q7 



74 HYMN 96, 

2 Thy walls are strength, and at thy gates 

A guard of heav'nly angels waits ; . 
Nor shall thy deep foundations move, 1 
Built on the counsels of his love. 

3 Thy foes in vain designs engage, 

i\ gainst thy walls in vain they rage ; 
Like rising waves, with anger roar, 
^ That dash and die upon the shore. 

4 Then let our souls in Zion dwell, 
Nor fear the pow'r of earth or hell ; 
Since God defends this happy ground, 
Like brazen bulwarks built around. 

5 God is our sun, God is our shield, ' 
Light and protection he will yield ; ^ 
And we, beneath the genial rays, 

Will sing his love, and speak his praise. 

. Watts. 

HYMN XCVI. Common Metre. ^ 
Christian Moderation. 

1 Happy the midi, whose cautious steps 

Still keep the golden mean ; 
Whose life, by wisdom's rules well form'd. 
Declares a conscience clean. Jj 

2 Not of himself he highly thinks, ■ 

Nor acts the boaster's part ; - I 

His modest tongue the language speaks^ ■ 

Of his more humble heart. \ M 

3 Not in base scandal's arts he deals, 

For truth is in his breast ; 
With grief he sees his neighbour's faults, 9 

And thinks and hopes the best. 
.4 What blessings bounteous Heav'n bestows, 

He takes with thankful heart ; 
With temp'rance he receives his food, 

And gives the poor a part. 



HYMN 97. 



75 



5 To sect and party, his large soul 

Disdains to be confin'd ; 
The good he loves, of ev'ry name, 
And prays for all mankind. 

6 Pure is his zeal, the offspring fair 

Of truth and peaceful love ; 
The bigot's rage can never dwell 
Where rests the heav'nly dove. 

' Needham. 



HYMN XCVII. Common Metre. # 
Love to God. 

1 Happy the mind where graces reign. 

And love inspires the breast ; 
I^ove is the brightest of the train. 
And strengthens all the rest. 

2 Knowledge, alas ! 'tis all in vain, 

And all in vain our fear ; 
Our stubborn sins will fight and reign, 
If love be absent there. 

3 'Tis love that makes our cheerful feet 

In swift obedience move ; 
Affliction's bitter cup is sweet. 
When mi^i'd wdth heav'nly love. 

4 Soon as we drop this mortal clay, 

And leave this dark abode. 
On wings of love we'll soar away, 
To see our Father, God. 

5 This is the grace that lives and sings, 
^ When faith and hope shall cease ; ' 
'Tis this shall strike our joyful strings, 

In realms of endless peace. 

Watts, varied. 



76 HYMN 98, 99. ^ 

HYMN XCVIII. Common Metre, 
The Blessedness of departed Saints. 

1 Hark ! from on high a solemn voice, 

Let all attentive hear ! 
'Twill make each pious heart rejoice. 
And vanquish every fear : 

2 " Thrice blessed are the pious dead, 

" VVho in the Lord shall dife ; 
" Their vyeary flesh, as on a bed. 

Safe in the grave shall lie. , ' ^ 

3 " Their holy souls, at length released, 

" To heav'n shall take their flight ; 
There to enjoy eternal rest, 
" And infinite delight. 

4 " They drop each load as they ascend, 

And quit this world of wo ; 
" Their labours with their lives shall end j 
" Their rest, no period know* 
5. ^' Their conflicts with their busy foes 
" For ever more shall cease ; 
" None shall their happiness oppose, 
" Nor interrupt their peace. 
6 " But bright rewards shall recompense 
^' Their faithful service here ; 
" And perfect lov^ shall banish thence 
Each gloomy doubt and fear." 

. Liv erpooi Collection. 

HYMN XCIX. Common Metre. 5 
A Funeral Thought 

1 Hark ! from the tombs a mournful sound ; 
My ears attend the cry : 
" Ye living men, come view the ground. 
Where you must shortly lie. 



HYMN 100. 



77 



2 Princes, this clay must be your bed, 

In spite of all your towVs ; 
" The tall, the wise, the rev'rend head, 
" Must lie as low as ours," 

3 Great God ! is this our certain doom ? 

And are we still secure ? 
Still walking downward to the tomb, 
And yet prepare no more ? 

4 Grant us the pow'r of quickening grace, 

To fit our souls to fly ; 
Then, when we drop this dying flesh, 
We'll rise above the sky. 

Watts. 

HYMIS^ C. Short Metre. # or 5 
The Voice of Wisd<Jm. 

1 Hark ! it is Wisdom's voice 

That spreads itself around ; 
Come hither, all ye sons of earth. 
And listen to the sound. 

2 What, though she speaks rebukes, 

That pierce the soul with smart ; 
Yet love through ail her chast'nings runs. 
By pain to mend the heart : » 

3 ^' Ye who have wander'd long 

" In sin's destructive wnys ; 
" Return, return, at my reproof 
And seize the offered grace- 

4 ^' I know your souls are weak. 

" And all your efforts vain, 
" To overcome your mighty foesy, 
And break their iron chaijJe 

5 " But, I will freely send 

" My Spirit fi'om above, 



78 



HYMN 101. 



To arm. you with superior strength. 
And melt your hearts to love. 

6 "Come, whilst my offers last, 
" Ye sinners, and be wise ; 
" He lives, who hears this friendly call, 
" But he that slights it, dies.'- 

^ Dod dridge. 

HYMN CI. Common Metre. # 
The Saviour's Commission. 

1 Hark, the glad sound ! the Saviour comes t 

The Saviour promised long ; 
Let ev'ry heart prepare him room^ 
And ev'ry voice a song. 

2 On him the Spirit, largely pourxl, 

Exerts his sacred fire ; 
Wisdom and pow'r, and zeal and love. 
His holy breast inspire. 

3 He comes, from thickest films of vice. 

To clear the mental sight ; ^ 
And on the eye-balls of the blind 
, To pour celestial light. 

4 He comes, the broken fieart to heah 

The bleeding soul to cure ; 
And with the treasures of his grace. 
T' enrich the humble poor. 

5 He comes, the pris'ners to release, 

In Satan's bondage held ; 
The gates of brass before him burst. 
The iron fetters yield. 

6 His silver trumpet loud proclaims 

The Lord's accepted year ; 
Our debts are all remitted now^ 
Ovir heritage is clear* 



____ _^YMN m 19 

7 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, 
Thy welcome shall proclaim ; 
And heav'n's eternal arches ring 
With thy beloved name. 

D0DDRID( r.. 

HYMN CII. Common Metre. -i^ 
The Christian Warrior animated. 

1 Hark ! 'tis our heav'nly Leader's voice. 

From the bright realms above ! 
Amidst the war's tumultuous rage, 
A voice of pow'r and love. 

2 " Maintain the fight, my foithful band! 

Nor fear the mortal blow ; 
" He that in such a warfare dies, 
" Shall speedy vict'ry know- 

S " I have my days of combat known > 
And in the dust was laid ; 
" But now I sit upon my throne, 
And glory crowns my head. 

4 This throne, this glory shall be yours, 

My hands the crown shall give ; 
And you the blest reward shall sharc^ 
" Whilst God himself shall live." 

5 Lord, 'tis enough, our souls are fir'd 

With courage and v. ith love ; 
Vain are th' assaults of earth and heli . 
Our hopes are fix'd above. 

6 We'll trace the footsteps thou hast trod. 

To triumph and renown ; 
Nor shun thy combat and thy cross, 
May we but wear thy crown. 

Altered from Dopdridgs 



80 HYMN 103, 104. 



HYMN cm. Common Metre, b 
^ Walking in Darkness and trusting in God. 

1 Hear, gracious God, my humble moan. 

To thee I breathe my sighs ; 
When will the tedious night be gone^, 
'And when the dawn arise ? 

2 My God ! O could I make the claim. 

My Father and my Friend — 
And call thee mine, by evVy name 
On which thy saints depend — 

3 By ev'ry name of pow'r and love, 

I would thy grace entreat ; 
Nor should my humble hope remove, 
Nor leave thy sacred seat. 

4 Yet though my soul in darkness moiiirns^ 

Thy word is all my stay ; 
Here will I rest till night returns, 
Thy presence makes my day. 

5 Speak, Lord, and bid celestial peace 

Relieve my aching heart ; 
Thy love can make my sorrow cease, 
And all the gloom depart. 

6 Then shall my drooping spirit rise, 

And bless thy healing rays ; ^ 
And change these deep conjplaining sighs 
To songs of sacred praise. 

^ Mrs Ste ele. 

HYMN CIV. Common Metre. 
The Angels' Song at the IBirth of Christ. 

1 High let us swell our tuneful notes. 
And join th' angelick song ; , 
For such a theme does less to them. 
Than to the saints^, beiong* 





HYMN 105. 81 



2 Good will is shown to sinful men, 

And peace on earth is giv'n ; 
For lo ! the promised Saviour comes. 
With messages from heav'n. 

3 Mercy and truth, in sweet accord, 

His rising beams adorn ; 
Justice and peace in concert join, 
Now such a Child is born, 

4 Glory to God ! in highest strains, 

In highest w orlds be paid ; 
His glory by our lips proclaim'd, 
And by our lives displayed. 

5 When shall we reach those happy realms. 

Where Christ exalted reigns, 
And learn of the celestial choir 
' Their own immortal strains ! 

^ ^ Doddr idge. 

HYMN CV. Common Metre, 
The Resurrection and Ascension of Christ. 

1 Ho s ANNA ! to the Prince of life, 

Who cloth'd himself in clay ; 
Enter'd the gloomy shades of death, 
And rose to endless day. 

2 Death is no more the king of dreadj> 

Since our Immanuel rose ; 
He took the monster's sting away. 
And crush'd our hellish foes, 

3 See how^ the Conq'ror mounts aloft. 

And to his Father flies ! 
With scars of honour in his flesh, 
And triumph in his eyes. 

4 There our exalted Saviour reigns, 

A priest upon his throne ; 
And, to supply his place on earth, 
lie sent h'lh Spirit down. 



82 HYMN 106. 

5 Raise your devotion, mortal tongues, 
To reach that blest abode ; ^ 
Let heav'n and earth with praise resound 
To the immortal God. 

Altered from Watts. 

HYMiN CVl. Common Metre.^ , ■# 
Preservation at Sea, and in foreign Countries. 

1 How are thy servants blest, O Lord ! 

How sure is their defence ! 
Eternal Wisdom is our guide, 
Our help Omnipotence. 

2 In foreign realms and lands remote, 

Supported by thy^ care, 
Through burning climes we pass unhurt. 
And breathe infected air. 

3 Thy mercy sweeten? ev'ry soil, 

Makes ev'ry region please ; 
The hoary frozen hills it warms, 
And smooths the boisf rous seas. 

4 Think, O my soul, devoutly think, 

How% with affrighted eyes, 
Thou saw'st the wide extended deep, 
In all its horrors rise ! 

5 Confusion dwelt in ev'ry face, 

And fear in ev'ry heart. 
When waves on waves, and gulfs in gulfs 
O'ercame the pilot's art. 

6 Yet then, from all my griefs, O Lord. 

Thy mercy set me free ; 
Whilst, in the confidence of pray 'r, 
My hope repos'd on thee. 

7 The storm was laid, the winds retird. 

Obedient to thy will ; 
The sea that roar'd at thy command^ 
At thy command was stilL 



HYMN 107, 83 

8 In midst of dangers and of death, 
Thy goodness I'll adore ; 
I'll praise thee for thy mercies past, 
And humbly hope for more. 

(Supposed) Addison. 
HYMN CVII. Short Metre. * 
Blessings of the Gospel. 

1 How beauteous are their feet, 

Who stand on Zion's hill ; 
Who bring salvation on their tongues, 
And words of peace reveal ! 

2 How charming is their voice ! 

How glad the tidings are ! 
Zion, behold thy Saviour King, 
He reigns and triumphs here ! 

3 How hcippy are our ears, 

That hear this joyful sound, 

L Which kings and prophets waited for, 
And sought, but never found ! 
How blessed are our eyes. 

That see this heav'nly light ! 
Prophets and kings desir'd it long. 
But died without the sight. 

5 The watchmen join their voice. 

And tuneful notes employ ; 
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, 
And deserts learn the joy. 

6 The Lord makes bare his arm. 

Through all the earth abroad ; 
Lejt evVy nation now behold 
Their Saviour and their God. 

Watts. 



84 HYMN 108, 109, 

HYMN CVIII. Short Metre. * or b 
Fatherly Discipline received with Meekness. 

1 How gracious and how wise 

Is our chastizing God ! 
How rich the blossoms and the fruit 
Of his correcting: rod I 

2 He takes it in his hand. 

With pity in his heart ; 
That ev'ry stroke his children feel 
May grace and peacQ impart. 

3 Instructed thus, we bow, 

And own thy sovereign sway ; 
We turn our erring footsteps back 
To thy forsaken w^ay. ^ 

4 Thy promis'd love we seek, 

And strengthen all the bands. 
Which closer still engage our hearts 
J To honour thy commands, 

5 Our Father, we consent 

To discipline divine ; 
And bless the pains, which make our souls 
Still more completely thine. 

" ' Doddridge. 

HYMN CIX. Common Metre. # 
The Song' of Moses and tlie Lamb. 

1 How great thy wwks, Almighty God! 

Who shall not fear thy uainc ! 
How just and true are ail tliy \\ ays. 
* Thou Son of God, the Lamb ! 

2 More hast thou done than Moses did. 

Our prophet, priest and king ; 
From sin thou hast redeemed our soufe* 
And from death's poisonous sting. 



HYMN 110. 



85 



3 In the Red Sea, by Moses' hand, 

Th* Egyptian host Avas drown'd ; 
But, in thy blood, our souls are cleans'd, 
x^Lnd guilt no more is found. 

4 When through the desert Israel went, 

With manna they, were fed ; 
But thou hast giv'n thy flesh to eat, 
And calPd it living bread. 

5 Moses beheld the promised land, 

Yet never reach'd the place ; 
But thou shalt bring thy foU'wers home. 
To see thy Father's face. 

6 Thy lofty praise, O King of saints, 

Shall ev'ry nation sing^ ; 
' To thee shall Jew and Gentile race 
Their humble off 'rings bring. 

7 No parting w^all shall intervene ; , 

But, w ith united soul, 
Their voice shall join in songs of praise, ' 
Whilst endless ages roll. 

_ Watts altered. 

HYMN ex. Common Metre. -i*. 
The Safety of the Church. 

1 How honourable is the place 

Where we adoring stand ! 
Zion, the glory of the earth, 
And beauty of the land ! 

2 Bulwarks of mighty grace defend 

The city where we dwell ! 
The walls, of strong salvation made. 
Defy th* assaults of hell. 

3 Lift up the everlasting gates, 

The doors wide open fling ; 



86 



HYMN 111, 112. 



Enter, ye nations, ,who obey 
The statutes of our King, 

4 Here shall 5^ou taste unmingied joys, 

And live in perfect peace ; 
You, who have-known Jehovah's name, 
And tasted of his grace. 

5 Trust in the Lord, for ever trust, 

And banish all your fears ; 
Strength in the Lord Jehovah dwells, 
Eternal as his years. 

Watts. 

HYMN CXI. Common Metre, # 
The Blessings of Abraham. 

1 How large the promise, how divine, 

To Abrah'm and his seed ! 
" ril be a God to thee and thine, 
" Supplying all their need." 

2 The words of tliy extensive love 

From age to age endure ; 
The Angel of th' covenant proves 
And seals the blessings sure. 

3 Jesus the ancient faith confirms, 

To our great fathers giy'n ; 
He takes young children in his arms. 
And calls them heirs of heav'n. 

4 Our God ! how faithful are his ways ! 

His love endures the same ; 
Nor fpm the promise of his grace. 
Blots out the children's name. 

Watts 

HYMN CXII. Common Metre. * 
The Resurrection. 

1 How long shall death the tyrant reign. 
And triumph o'er the just ! 



HYMN 113. 



87 



W hilst the rich biood of martyrs slain, 
Lies mingled with the dust ! 

2 Let faith arise and climb the hills, 

The Saviour to descry ; 
To view his distant chariot wheels, 
And tell how fast they fly. 

3 Lo, faith beholds the scatter d shades ! 

The dawn of heav'n appears ! 
And the bright morning gently spreads 
Its blushes round the spheres. 

4 Faith sees the Lord of glory come, 

His flaming guards around ! 
The skies divide to make him room, 
His trumpet shakes the ground. 

5 She hears the voice, Ye dead, arise !" 

She sees the graves obey ! 
And waking saints, with joyful eyes, 
Salute th' expected day. 

6 They leave the dust, and on the wing 

Surmount the yielding air ; 
In shining garments meet their King, 
And bow before him there. - 

7 O may we then among them stand, 

Cloth'd in celestial white ! 
The meanest place at his right hand 
Gives infinite delight. 

Watts. 

HYMN CXIII. Common Metre. * or 5 
Pardoning Mercy, 

1 How oft, alas ! jthis wretched heart 
Has wander'd from the Lord ! 
How oft my erring thoughts depart. 
Forgetful of thy word ! 



88 HYMN 114. 




Yet sovereign Mercy cries, " Return 

Lord, at thy call, I come ; 
My vile ingratitude I mourn ; 

O take the wand'rer home ! 
And canst thou, wilt thou yet forgive, 

And all my crimes remove ? 
And shall a pardon'd rebel live, 

To speak thy wondrous love ? 
Almighty grace, thy healing pow'r, 

How glorious ! how divine ! 
That can to life and bliss restore 

So vile a heart as mine ! 
Thy pardoning love, for ever free, 

With rapture I adore ; ' 
Lord, I devote myself to thee, 
And long to love thee more. 

Mrs. Steele. 

HYMN CXIV. Long Metre. * 
The Gospel Feast. 

1 How rich are thy provisions, Lord ! 
Thy table furnish'd from above ; 
The fruits of life overspread the board ; 

/ The cup overflows with heav'nly love. 

2 Thine ancient family, the Jews, 
Were first invited to the feast ; 
We humbly lake what they refuse, 
And Gentiles thy salvation taste. 

3 We are the poor, the blind, the lame, 
And help was far and death was nigh ; 
Yet, at the gospel call, we came. 
And ev'ry want received supply. 

4 From the high way that leads to hell, 
From paths of darkness and despair, 



2 
3 
4 
5 



HYMN 115. 



89 



Lord, we are come with thee to dwell, 
Glad to enjoy thy presence here. 

5 What shall we pay our heav'nly Friend, 
Who left the sky, his blest abode, 
And did to this low earth descend. 

To bring us, wand'rers, back to God ? 

6 Our everlasting love is due 

To Him, who pitied sinners lost ; 
And paid our ransom, when he knew 
His precisions life must be the cost. 

' Watts. 

HYMN CXV. Common Metre. * 
Rich Treasure in 'earthen Vessels. 

1 How rich thy bounty, King of kings ! 

Thy favours, how divine ! 
The blessings which thy gospel brings, 
How splendidly they shine ! 

2 Gold is but dross, and gems but toys ; 

Should gold and gems compare, 
How mean ! when set against those joys 
Thy poorest servants share ! 

3 Yet all these treasures of thy grace 

Are todg'd in urns of clay. 
And the w eak sons of mortal race 
Th' immortal gifts convey. 

4 Feebly they lisp thy glories forth, 

Yet grace the vict'ry gives ; 
Quickly they moulder back to earth, 

Yet still the gospel lives. 
J Such wonders pow'r divine effects ; 

Such trophies God can raise ; 
His hand from crumbling dust erects 

His monuments of praise. 

Salisbury <;ollectioa. 

28^ 



90 



HYMN 116, 117. 



HYMN CXVI. Common Metre. b 
The Frailty and Folly of Man. 

1 How short and hasty is our life ! 

How vast our souls' affairs ! 
Yet foolish mortals vainly strive 
To lavish out their years, 

2 Our days run thoughtlessly along. 

Without a moment's stay ; 
Just like a story or a song, 
We pass our lives away. 
1 God from, on high invites us home. 
But we march heedless on ; 
And, ever hast'ning to the tomb. 
Stoop downward as we run. 

4 Draw us, O God, with sov'reign grace, 

And lift our thoughts on high ; 
That we may end this mortal race, 
And see salvation nigh. 

Watts. 

MYMN CXVn. Common Metre. # or b 
God's Justlee and Power. Job ix. 2, 10. 

1 How should the sons of Adam's race 

Be just before their God ! 
TP he contend in righteousness, 
Wc fall beneath his rod. 

2 To vindicate my words and thoughts, . 

rU make no vain pretence ; 
Not one of all my num'rous faults 
Can bear a just defence. 

5 Strong is his arm, his heart is wise ; , 

What vain presumers dare 
Against their Maker's pow'r to rise, 
And impious war declare I 



HYMN 118. 



91 



4 Mountains, by his almighty wrath, 

From their old seats are torn ; 
He shakes the pillars of the earth, 
And allvthe nations mourn. 

5 Through the wide air, the mighty rocks 

Are swift as hail- stones thrown ; 
Whilst Etna pours, with horrid shocks, 
Her melted entrails down. 

6 He bids the sun forbear to rise, . 

The obedient sun forbears ; 
His hand with darkness spreads the skies, 
And seals up all the stars. 

7 He walks upon the stormy sea, 

And rides upon the wind ; 
No flesh can trace' his wondroiis way, 
Nor his dark footsteps find. 

8 Yet, mighty God, thy sovereign grace 

Sits regent on the throne, 
The refuge of thy chosen race, 
When wrath comes rushing down. 

Watts, with variation. 
HYMNCXVIII. Commo7i Metre. * or b 
The Gospel Feast. 

1 How sweet and awful is the place. 

With Christ within the doors ; 
Here everlasting love displays 
The choicest of her stores ! 

2 Whilst all our hearts and all our songs 

Join to admire the feast ; 
Each of us say,» with thankful tongues, 
" Lord, why was I a guest ? 
^ " Why was I made to hear thy voice, 
|| And enter whilst there's room, 
' <^ When thousands make a wretched choice^ 
" And rather starve than come ?" 



92 



HYMN 119, 



4 ^Twas the same love that spread the feast, 

Which gently drew us in ; 
0r we had still refused to taste, - ] 
And perish'd in our sin. i 

5 Pity the nations, O our Lord ! 

Compel the Jews to come ; 
Send thy victorious word abroad, ^ 
And bring thy people home. • 

6 We long to see thy churches full, 

That all the chosen race 
May, with one voice, and heart, and sou), 
Sing thy redeeming grace. 

Watts. 



HYMN CXIX. Particular Metre, * 
The Beauties of the Spring. 

1 How sweetly along the gay mead 
The daisies and cowslips are seen ; 

- The flocks, as they carelessly feed, 
Rejoice in the beautiful green ! 

2 The vines that encircle the bowrs. 
The herbage that springs from the sod, 
Trees, plants, cooling fruits and sweetflow'rs, 
All rise to the praise of my God. 

3 Shall man, the great master of alL ■ 
The only insensible prove ? m 
Forbid it, fair gratitude's call, W 
.Forbid it, devotion and love. m 

4 The Lord, who such wonders can raise^ I 
And still can destroy with a nod, m 
My lips shall incessantly praise, M 
My soul shall rejoice in my God* ■ 



HY MN 120, 12L 



93 



HYMN CXX. Long Metre. ^ or b 
Justice. 

1 If high or low our station be, , 
Of noble or ignoble narrie, 
By uncorrupt integrity, 
Thy blessing. Lord, we humbly claim. 
The upright man no want shall fear ; 
Thy providence shall be his triist ; 
Thou wilt provide his portion here, 
Thou jfriend and guardian of the just* 
May we, with most sincere deligiit, 
To all, the test of duty pay ; 
Tender of ev^ry social right, 
Obedient to thy righteous sway. 
Such virtue thou wilt not forget, 
In that blest world, where virtue shares 
A fit reward ; though not of debt. 
But what thy boundless grace prepares. 

Reformed Liturgy. 

HYMN CXXI. Short Metre. 5 
Compassion and Forgiveness, ' 

: 1 I HEAR the voice of wo ! 
I hear a brother's sigh !^ 
Then let my heart with pity flow, 
With tears of love, mine eye. 

2 I hear the thirsty cry ! 
The hungry beg lor bread ! 

Then let my spring its stream supply, 
My hand its bounty shed. 

3 The' debtor humbly sues. 
Who would, but cannot pay ; 

And shall I lenity refuse. 
Who need it ev'ry day ? 



94 



HYMN 122. 



4 . Shall not my wrath relent, 

Touch'd by tliat humble strain, 
• My brother crying, I repent, 
Nor will offend again 

5 If not, how shall I dare 

Appear before thy face, 
Great God ! and how present the pray V 
For thy forgiving grace ? 

6 They, who forgive, shall find 

Remission, in that day, 
. , When all the merciful and kind 
Thy pity shall repay. 

7 But all, who here below 

Mercy refuse to grant. 
Shall judgment without mercy know, 
When mercy most they want. 

Enfield, 

HYMN CXXII. Common Metre. # 
Not ashamed of the Gospel. 

1 Pm not asham'd to own my Lord, 

Or to defend his cause ; 
Maintain the honour of his word. 
The glory of his cross. 

2 Jesus^ my God, I know his name. 

His name is all my trust ; 
Nor will he put my soul to shame. 
Nor let my hope be lost. 

3 Firm as his throne, his promise stands^ 

And he can well secure , 
What r ve committed to his hands, 
Till the decisive hour, 

4 Then will he own my worthless name 

Before his Father's tace ; 



HYMN 123, 124, 95 

And in tfie New Jerusalem 
Appoint my soul a place. 

Watts. 



HYMN CXXllI. Short Metre, # or 5 
The Love of Truth. 

1 Imposture shrinks from light, 

And dreads the curious eye ; ^ 
But Christian truths the test invite, 
They bid us search and try. 

2 A meek inquiring mind, 

Lord, help us to maintain ; 
That growing knowledge we may find, ^ 
And growing virtue gain. 

3 With understanding blest, 

Created to be free, 
Our faith on liian \^>7e dare not rest, 
Subject to none but thee. 

4 Give us the liglit we need, 

Our minds with knowledge fill ; 
From noxious error guard our creeds 
From prejudice, our will. 

5 The truth thou shalt impart, 

May we with firmness own ; 
Abhorring each evasive art, 
And fearing thee alone. 

DoDT)TlTT)CT?. 

HYMN CXXIV. Common Metre, * # 
A Song of Praise. 

1 Indulgent Father, how divine, 
How bright thy glories are ! 
Through nature's ample round they shinCj^ 
Thy goodncr,s to declare. 



96 HYMN 125. 

2 But, in the nobler work of grace, 
What winning mercy smiles 
In my divine Redeemer's face, 
And ev'fy fear beguiles. 
' 3 Such wonders, Lord, while I survey/ 
To thee, my thanks shall rise, 
When morning ushers in the day, 
Or ev'ning veils the skies. 

4 When glimmVing life resigns its flame, 

TJiy praise shall tune my breath ; 
The sweet remembrance of thy name 
Shall gild the shades of death. 

5 But O, ho^v blest my song shall rise. 

When freed from feeble clay ; 
And all thy glories meet mine eyes, 
In one eternal day ! 

6 Not seraphs, who resound thy name, 

Through the etherial plains, 
Shall glow with a diviner flame. 
Or raise sublimer strains. 

^ - SoWDENr 

HYMN CXXV. Common Metre. ^ 
An Evening" Hymn. 

1 Indulgent God, whose bounteous care 

O'er all thy works is shown, 
O let my grateful praise and pray'r 
Arise before thy throne ! 

2 What mercies has this day bestow'd ! 

How largely hast thou blest ! 
My cup with plenty overflow'd. 
With cheerfulness my breast. 

3 Now may soft slumbers close my eyes, 

From pain and sickness free ; 



HYMN 126. 



97 



And let my waking thoughts arise, 
To meditate on thee. 
4 Thus bless each future day and night. 
Till life's vain scene is o'er ; ^ 
And then, to realms of endless light, 
O let my spirit soar ! 

Liverpool Collection. 



HYMN CXXVL Common Metre. 5 
Looking to Him whom we have pierced. 

1 Infinite grief! amazing wo ! 

Behold our bleeding Lord !^ 
- Hell and the Jews conspir'd his death. 
And us'd the Roman sword. 

2 O, the sharp pangs of pain and grief. 

That our Redeemer bore ! ^ 
When scourging whips and pointed thorns 

His sacred body tore ^ I 
J5 But scourging whips and pointed thorns 
\ In vain do we accuse ; 
• In vain we blame the Roman bandg, 

And the more spiteful Jews : 
t Our sins, alas ! our cruel sins, 

His chief tormentors were ; 
^ Each of our crimes became a nail, 
\ And unbelief the spear. 
i Strike, mighty grace, our flinty souls, 

Till melting waters flow ; 
1 And deep contrition drown our eyes^ 

In undisserinbled O. Watts, 
i But flowing tears cannot suflSce, 

To make repentance sure ; 
Then let our hearts be purify'd, 

As Clirist the Lord is pure. (Added.) 



98 HYMN 127, 128. 



HYMN CXXVII. Short Metre. # or b 
Baptism by Immersion. 

1 In such a grave as this, 

The meek Redeemer lay. 
When he, our souls to seek and save, 
Learn'd humbly to obey. 

2 See, how the spotless Lamb 

Descends into the stream, 
And teaches us to imitate 
What him so well became ! 

3 Let sinners wash away 

Their sins of crimson die ; ^ 
Buried with him, their vilest sins 
Shall in oblivion lie. 

4 Rise, and ascend with him, 

A heav'nly life to lead ;' 
Who came to .ransom guilty men 
From regions of the dead. 

5 Lord, see the sinner s tears ! 

Hear his repenting cry ! 
Speak, and his contrite heart shall live ; 
Speak, and his jsins shall die. 

6 Speak with that mighty voice, 

Which shall hereafter spread 
Its summons through the earth and sea, 
To raise the sleeping dead. 

S tennet. 

HYMN CXXVIII. Common Metre. * or 5 
God our Portion. Psalm iv. 6, 7. 

1 In vain the erring world inquires 
For true substantial good ; 
Whilst earth confines their low desires, 
They live on airy food. 



HYMN 129. 



99 



2 Illusive dreams of happiness 

Their eager thoughts employ ; 
They wake, convinc'd their boasted bliss 
W as visionary j oy • 

3 Not all the good, which earth bestows, 

Can fill the craving mind ; 
Its highest joys havemii^gled woes, 
And leave a sting behind. 

4 Begone, ye gilded vanities ! . 

1 seek some solid good ; 
To real bliss my wishes rise, 
The favour of my God. 

5 To thee, my God, my soul aspires ; 

Dispel these shades of night ; 
Enlarge and fill these vast desires 
With infinite delight. 

6 Immortal joy thy smiles impart, 

Heaven dawns in ev'ry ray ; 
One glimpse of thee will glad my heart,' 
And turn my night to day. 

Mrs. Steele. 

HYMN CXXIX. Common Metre. ^ or ^ 
The Covenant of Grace. 

1 In vain we lavish out our lives, 

To gather empty wind ; 
The choicest blessings earth can yield 
Will starve a hungry mind. 

2 But God can ev'ry want supply. 

And fill our hearts with peace ; 
, He gives by covenant and by oath 
The riches of his grace. 



100 HYMN 130> 

3 Pardon he speaks to contrite souls ; 

This is the joyful sound. 

Your sins shall sink beneath the sea, 

" And shall no more be found : 

4 " And lest pollution should o'erspread 

Your inward pow'rs again, 
" My Spirit shall bedew your souls, 
" Like purifying rain. 

5 " Your stony hearts I'll take away, 

" That will not be refin'd ; 

And put within you tender hearts, ^ 

^' To my blest will inclin'd. 

6 "On them my Spirit shall engrave 

" The precepts of my law ; 
" And by the gentle cords of love ' 
" Youf* willing souls shall draw.'* * 

7 L6rd, we receive thy pard'ning grace. 

We yield to thy commands ; 
Thou art our God, and we are thine, 
In everlasting bands. 

Watts, with variation and addition. 

■ I 

HYMN CXXX. Lous' Metre. ^ or b 
Christ the Way to God., 

1 In vain would boasting reason find 
The way to iiappiness and God ; 
Her weak directions leave the mind 
Bewilder'd in a doubtful road. 

2 Jesus, UQ other nanae but thine 
\s giv'n by everlasting love. 

To lead our souls to joys divine ; 
jSfo other name will God approve. 

3 Eternal life thy words impart ; 
On these, jny fainting spirit lives ; 



HYMN 131. 101 



Diviner comforts cheer my heart 
Than all' the pow'r of nature gives. 

4 To whom but thee shall mortals go, 
To find the true and living way, 
That leads us through this world of wo 
To the bright realms of endless day ? 

5 Here let my constant feet abide, 
Nor from the heav'nly way depart ; 
Let thy good Spirit be my guide, 
Direct my steps, and rule my heart. 

6 In thee, my great almighty Friend, 
My safety dwells, and peao^ divine ; 
On thee alone my hopes depend, 
For life, eternal life, is thine. 

Mrs. Steel e. 

HYMN CXXXI. Long Metre, # 
The Blessing of the GospeL 

1 In various forms, to saints of old, 
God did his mind and will unfold ; 
But Christ, commissioned from above, 
Hath now reveaPd his grace and love. 

2 We read the volume of thy word. 
That book of life, that true record ; 
The bright inheritance of heav'n 
Is by this sure conveyance giv*n. 

3 His kindest thoughts are here exf)restj 
Able to make us wise and blest ; 
His doctrines are divinely true. 

Fit for reproof and comfort too. 

4 W e render thanks to God above. 
For his rich grace and boundless love ; 
Let all mankind receive his word, 
And cv'ry nation bless the Lord. 

Liverpool Collection. 



10? 



HYMN 132, 133, 



HYMN CXXXIL Common Metre. # 
Prkise for Creation and Providence. 

1 I SING the mighty povvY of God, 

That made the mountains rise ; 
That spread the flowing seas abroad, 
And built the lofty skies. 

2 I sing the Wisdom that ordain'd 

The sun to^ rule the day ; 
The moon shines full at his command, 
And all the stars obey. 

3 I sing the goodness of the Lord, 

That fill'd tl:ie earth with food : 
He formed the creatures by his w ord, 
And then pronounc'd them good. 

4 Lord, how thy wonders are display'd 
- Where'er I turn mine eye ! 

If I survey the ground I tread. 
Or gaze upon the sky ! 

5 There's not a plant or flow'r below" 

But makes thy glories known ; 
The clouds arise, and tempests blow, 
By order from thy throne. 
^ Creatures, as num'rous as they be, 
Are subject to thy care ; 
There's not a place where we can flee, 
But God is present there. 

HYMN CXXXin. Common Metre. # 
Christ precious in Life and Death. 

X Jesus, I love thy glorious name ; 
'Tis musick to my ear ; 
Fain would I sound it out so loud 
That heav'n and earth might heai\ 



HYMN 134. 103 

2 Yes, thou art precious to my soul, 

My treasure and my trust ; 
Jewels to thee are gaudy toys, 
And gold is sordid dust. 

3 All my capacious pow'rs can wish, 

In thee doth richly meet ; 
Not to my eyes is light so dear. 
Nor friendship half so sweet. 

4 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart, 

And sheds its fragrance there ; 
, The richest balm of all its wounds, 
The cordial of its care. 

5 rU speak the honours of thy name, 

With my last laboring breath ; 
Then, speechless, give my soul to thee, 
The antidote of death. 

Doddridge. 

HYMN CXXXIV. Long Metre. ^ or b 
The Memorial of our absent Lord. 

Jesus is gone above the sky, 

Where our wCv'^k senses reach him not ; 

And carnal objects court our eye 

To thrust our Saviour from our thought. 

He knows what wand'ring hearts w^e have. 

How weak our faith and hope might prove ; 

And, to refresh our minds, he gave 

This kind memorial of his love. 

The Lord of life this table spread. 

With his own flesh and dying blood ; 

We on the rich provision feed. 

And taste the wine, and bless our God., 

Let sinful sweets be all forgot, 

And earth, grow less in our esteem ; 



104 HYMN 135. 



Christ and his love fill tv^ry thought, 
And faith and hope be fix'd on him. 

5 Whilst he is absent from our sight, 
'Tis to prepare our soids a place. 
That we may dwell in heavenly light, 
And live for ever near his face. 

Watts. 



HYMN CXXXV. Common Metre. #or b 
Relieving' Christ in his Saints. 

1 Jesus, my Lord, how rich thy grace ! 

Thy bounties, how complete ! 
How shall I count the matchless sum ? 
How pay the mighty debt ? 

2 High on a throne of radiant light 

Dost thou exalted shine ; . 
What can my poverty bestow, 
When all the world is thine ? 

3 But thou hast brethren here below. 

Partakers of thy grace ; 
And wilt confess their humble names 
Before thy Father's face. 

4 In them thou may'st be clotlvd and fed. 

And visited and cheerM ; 
And, in their accents of distress, 
My Saviour's voice is heard. 

5 Thy face, with reverence and with love, 

I in thy poor would see ; 
Lord, I w^oiild rather beg my bread, 
Than hold it back from thee. 



_ HYMN 136, 137. 105 

HYMN CXXXVl. Common Metre. * 
Redemption. 

Je s u s , th' eternal Son t)f God, 

Whom heavenly powers obey, 
The bosom of his Father left, 

And enter'd human clay. 
Into our sinful world he came, 

The messenger of grace ; ^ 
And on the cursed tree expired, 

A victim in bur place. 
Transgressors of the deepest stain, 

In him salvation find ; 
His blood removes the foulest guilt ; 

His Spirit heals the mind. 
Our Jesus saves fi:*om sin and death, 

His promises are sure ; 
And on this Rock our souls may rest, 

Immoveably secure? 
O let these tidings be received 

With universal joy ! ^ 
And let the high angelick praise 

Our tuneful powVs employ. 
Glory to God, who gave his Son, 

To bear our shame and pain ; 
Hence peace on earth, and grace to man, 

Through all succession reign. 

Gibbons. 



HYMN CXXXVII. Long Metre. 
The Union of Christ and his Church. 

1 Jesus, thou everlasting King, 
Accept the tribute which we bring ; 
Accept the well deserv'd renown^ 
And wear our praises as thy crown. 



106 



HYMN 13S. 



2 Let ev'ry act of homage be 
Like our espousals. Lord, to thee ; 
Like the blest hour, when from above 
We first receiv'd thy pledge of love. 

5 The gladness of that happy day, 
Our hearts would w^ish it long to stay ; 
Let not our faith fors ike its hold. 
Nor comfort sink, nor iove grow cold. 

4 May evVy minute, as it flies, 
Increase thy praise, improve our joys ; 
Till We are rais'd to sing thy name. 
At the great supper of the Lamb. 

Watts. 

HYMN CXXXVIU. Common Metre. ^ or b 
The compassionate Call of Christ. Matt, xxiii. 37, 38. 

1 Jesus, the friend of sinners, calls, 

With pity in his eyes ; 
And warns tliem of the dang'rous foes 
That all around them rise : 

2 " Fly to the refuge of my arms. 

And dwell secure from fear ; 
No enemy shall pluck you hence. 
No weapon wound you here." 

3 With anxious heart, the parent bird 

Thus calls her offspring round ; 
When furious vultures beat the air. 
And slaughter stains the ground: 

4 The trembling brood, by nature taught, 

Fly to the known retreat" ; ^ 
Beneath her downy wings are safe, 
And find the shelter sweet. 

5 Shall men, alas ! more thoughtiess men, 

Refuse to lend an ear ? 




HYMN 139, 140. 107 

Their only refuge madly shun, 
And rather die than hear ? 

6 No, let us take the ofFer'd grace, 
Lest we his wrath inflame ; 
For blest are they who put their trust 
In his almighty name* 

Altered from Doddridge. 

HYMN CXXXIX. Co7nmon Metre, * or b 
Christ the Head of his Church. 

1 Jesus, we sing thy matchless grace, 

That calls such worms thy own ; 
Gives us among thy saints a place, 
And brings us near thy throne. 

2 When join'd to thee, our vital head, 

Our virtues grow and thrive ; ♦..^ 
From thee divided, each is dead, 
Though it may seem alive. 

3 Thy saints on earth, and those above, 

All join in sweet accord ; 
The body one, in mutual love. 
And thou our common Lord. 

4 O may our humble faith receive 

Thy Spirit with delight I 
Then time and death in vain shall strive 
The bond to disunite. 

- Doddridge. 

HYMN CXL. Hallelujah Metre. # 
The Offices and Names of Christ, 

1 Join all the glorious names 
Of wisdom and of pow'r, 
That ever mortals knew, 
That ever angels bore ; 



108 



HYMN UOr. 



All are too mean To speak his worthy 
Or set ImmanuePs Glory forth* 4 

2 Great Prophet of our God, 1 
Our souls would bless thy name ; M 
By thee, the j oy ful news I 
Of our salvation came : ^ 1 

The joyful news Of sins forgiy'n, 

Of hell subdu'd. And peace with Heav'fti 

3 Jesus, our great JFTigh- Priest^ 
Hath shed his blood, and died ; 
Our guilty conscience seeks 
No sacrifice beside. 

His precious blood Did once atone, 
And now he pleads Before the throne, 

4 Our great almighty Lord^ 
Our Saviour and our King^ 
Thy sceptre and thy sword, 
Thy reigning grace we sing. 

Thine is the pow'r. Behold we sit, 
Thy willing captives, At thy feet. 

5 We hear our Shepherd^ s voice, 
His vyatchful eyes shall keep 
Our wand'ring souls arhong 
Ten thousands of his sheep. 

He feeds his flock. He knows their names ; 
His bosom bears The tender lambs. 

6 Should ihe prpud host of death, ^ 
And pow'rs of hell unknown. 
Put their most dreadful forms 
Of rage and malice on, 

We shall be safe, For Christ displays 
Superior pow'r, And guardian grace. 

Watts. 



HYMN 141. 



109 



HYMN CXLL Common Metre. * or b 
Divine Counsels. 

1 Keep silence, all created things, 

And wait your Maker's nod ! 
My soul stands trembling, whilst she sings 
The honours of her God. 

2 Life, death, arid hell, and worlds unknown, 

Hang on his firm decree ; 
He sits on no precarious throne, 
Nor borrows leave to be. 

3 Before his throne, a volume lies, 

With all the fates of men ; 
With ev'ry angel's form and size, 
Drawn by th' eternal pen. 

4 His providence unfolds the book, 

And makes his counsels shine ; ' 
Each op'ning leaf, and ev'rj^ stroke, 
Fulfils some kind design. 

5 Here he exalts neglected worms 

To sceptres and a crown ; 
And then the folPvving page he turtis, 
And treads the monarch down* 

6 No creature asks the reason why, 

Nor God the reason ^ives ; 
No favorite angel dares to pry 
Between thejolded leaves. 

7 My God, I would not wish to se6 

My fate with curious eyes ; 
What gloomy lines are writ for me^ 
Or what bright scenes may rise : 

8 In thy fair book of life and grace^ 
tk May I but find my name, 

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iio 



HYMN 142. 



Recorded, in some humble place, 
Beneath my Lord, the Lamb. 

Watts. 



HYMN CXLIl. Common Metre. b 
The Scriptures. 

1 Laden with guilt, and full of fears, 

I come to thee, my Lord ; 
For not a ray of hope appears 
But in thy holy word. 

2 The volume of my Father's grace 

Does all my grief assuage ; 
There I behold my Saviour's face . 
In ev'ry sacred page. 

3 This is the field where hidden lies 

The pearl of price unknown ; 
Then blest is he who wisely tries 
To make that pearl his own. 

4 Here living water gently flows, 

To wash me from my sin ; 
Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, 
Nor danger dwells therein. 

5 This is t})e judge that ends the strife, 

Where sense and reason fail ; 
My guide to everlasting life, 
Through all this gloomy vale. 

' 6 May thy wise counsels, O niy God, 
Thesc'roving feet command, 

. Lest I forsake the happy road 
That leads to thy right hand. 

Watts, varied. 



HYMN 143. Ill 



HYMN CXLIIL Common Metre. ' * or b 
In a Thunder Storm. 

1 Let coward guilt, with pallid fear, 

To shelt'ring caverns fly, 
And justly dread the vengeful fate, 
Which thunders through the sky : 

2 Protected by that Hand, whose law ^ - , 

The threat'ning storms obey, 
Intrepid virtue smiles secure, 
As in the blaze of day. 

3 In the thick cloud's tremendous gloom ^ 

The lightning's horrid glare, 
It views the same all-gracious Pow'r 
Which breathes the vernal air. 

4 Through nature's ever varying scene. 

By diif'rent ways pursu'd, 
The one eternal end of Heav'n 
Is universal good : 

5 With like beneficent eftect, 

O'er flaming ether glow^. 
As when it tunes the linnet's voice, 
And blushes in the rose. 

6 When through creation's vast expanse, 

The last dread thunders roll, 
Untune the concord of the spheres, 
And shalvc the guilty soul : 

7 UnmoV'd, may we the final storm 
Of jarring worlds survey, 

That ushers in the tranquil morn 
Of everlasting day. 

Miis. Carterc 



/ 112 



HYMN 144. 



HYMNCXLIV. Common Metre. ^ 
The Gospel Invitation. 

1 Let ev'ry mortal ear attend. 

And ev'ry heart rejoice ; 
The tru mpet of the gospel sounds^ 
With an inviting voice. 

2 Ho ! all ye hungry, starving souls^ 

Who feed upon the wind, 
And vainly strive with earthly toys 
To fill th'^ immortal mind — 

3 Eternal Wisdom has prepared 

A soul reviving feast ; 
And bids your longing appetites 
The rich pi'ovision taste. 

4 Ho ! ye that pant for living streams. 

And pine aw?y and die ; 
Here yoii may quench your raging thii^ 
With streams that never dry. 

5 Rivers of love and mercy here 

In a rich ocean join ; 
Salvation in abundance flows. 
Like floods of milk axid wine. 

6 O Lord, the treasures of thy love 

Are deep, unfathom'd mines ; 
Deep as our helpless miseries are, 
And boundless as our sins. 

7 The happy gates of gospel grace 

St^nd open night and day ; 
We humbly seek that rich supply 
That drives our wants away. 

Watts. 



HYMN 145, 146, 



113 



HYMN CXLV. Long Metre, * or b 
True Chanty. 

1 Let men of high conceit and zeal 
Their fervours and their faith proclaim ; 
If charity be ^vanting still, 

The rest is but a sounding name. 

2 Patient and meek,' she suffers long. 
And slowly her resentments rise ; 
Soon she forgets the greatest wrong, 
And soon the angry passion dies. 

3 She envies none their better state, 

But makes her neighbour's bhss her own ; 
Nor vaunts herself with mind elate, 
But still a modest air puts on. 

4 Her neighbour's infamy and ill 
To her no entertainment give ; 
She's pleas'd to see him prosper still, 
And still in good repute to live. 

5 This is the grace that reigns on high, 
And will for ever brightly burn, 
When hope shall in enjoyment die, 
And faith to intuition turn. 

SmarTo 

HYMN CXLVL Long Metre, ^ 
"the Conquest of Michael over the Dragon.^ 

1 Let mortal tongues attempt to sing 
The\v_ars of heav'n, when Michael stood, 

' Appointed by th' eternal King, 
To fight the battles of our God. 

2 Against the dragon and his host 
The armies of the Lord prevail ; 

In vain they rage, in vain they boast, ■ 
Their courage sinks, their weapons fail 
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114 



HYMN 147. 



3 Down to the earth was Satan thrown, - ^ 
Down to the earth his legions fell ; 

Then was the trump of triumph blown, 
And shook the dreadful deeps of helL 

4 Now is the hour of darkness past, 
Christ hath assum'd his reigning powV ; 
Behold the great accuser cast 

Dow^n from the skies, to rise no more. 

5 'Twas by thy blood, immortal Lamb, 
Thine armies trod the dragon down ; 
'Twas by thy word and pow'rful name, 
They gain'd the battle and renown. 

6 Rejoice, ye heav'ns, let evVy star 
Shine with new glories round the sky ; 
Saints, while ye sing the heav'nly war, 
Raise your Deliv'rer's name on high. 

Watts- 



hymn CXLVII. Comfnon Metre, # or b 
Frail Bodies, and God our Preserver, 

1 Let others boast how strong they be. 

Nor death nor danger fear ; 
But we'll confess, O Lord, to thee. 
What feeble things we are. 

2 Fresh as the grass, our bodies stand, 

And flourish bright and gay ; 
A blasting wind Sweeps o'er the land, 
And fades the gras^ away. 

3 Our flesh contains a thousand spruigs. 

And dies if one be gone ; 
Strange ! that a harp of thousand strings 
Should keep in tune so long. 

4 But *tis our God supports our frame^ 

The God who ma4e im first ; 



HYMN 148, 149. 115 

L Salvation to th' almighty Name, 
\ That rear'd us from the dust. 

5 Whilst we have breath, or use our tongues, 
Our Maker we'll adore ; 
His Spirit moves our heaving lungs, 
Or they would breathe no more. 

Watts. 



HYMN CXLVIII. Short Metre., * or b 
Catholicism. 

1 Let party names no more 

The Christian world o'erspread ; 
Gentile and Jew, and bond and free. 
Are one in Christ their head. 

2 Among the saints on earth, / 

Let mutual love be found ; 
Heirs of the same inheritance. 
With mutual blessings crown'd. 

3 Let envy, child of hell, 

Be banislVd far away ; 
Those should in strictest friendship dwells 
Who the same Lord obey. 

4 Thus will the church below 

Resemble that above ; 
Where streams of pleasure always flow, 
And ev'ry heart is love. 

Beddome, 

HYMN CXLIX. Cojnmon Metre. * or 5 
Charity greater than Faith or Hope. 

1 Let Pharisees of high esteem 
Their faith and zeal declare, 
All their religion is a dream, 
If love be wanting there. 



116 



HYMN 150. 



2 Love suffers long with patient eye, 

Nor is provok'd in haste ; 
She lets the present inj'ry die, 
And long fojgets the past. • 

3 Malice and rage, those fires of hell, 

She quenches with her tongue ; 
Hopes and believes, and thinks no ill, 
Though she endures the wrong. 

4 She ne'er desires nor seeks to know 

The scandals of the time ; 
Nor looks with pride on those below^ 
* Nor envies those who climb. 

5 She lays her own advantage by, 

To seek her neighbour's good ; 
So God's own Son came down to die. 
And save us by his blood. 

6 Love is the grace that keeps her pow^'r 

In the blest realms above ; 
There faith and hope are known no, more^ 
But saints for ever love. 

Watts. ' 
HYMN CL. Common Metre, or b 
Sincerity. 

1 Let those who bear the Christian namp 

Their promises fulfil ; 
The saints, the foll'wers of the Lamb, 
Are men of honour still. 

2 True to the solemn oaths they take. 

Though to their hurt they swear ; 
Constant and just to all they speak, 
For God and angels hear. , 

3 Still with their lips their hearts agree. 

Nor flatt'ring words devise ; 



HYMN 151. 117 

They know the God of truth can see 
Through ev'ry false disguise. 

4 They hate th' appearance of a lie, 

In all the shapes it wears ; 
And God has promised, when they die, 
Eternal life is theirs. 

5 Lo, from afar the Lord descends, 

And brings the judgment down ; 
. He bids his saints, his faithful friends, 
Rise and possess their crown. 

Watts. 



HYMN CLL Common Metre. or b 
The Bread of Life. John vi. 49, 54. 

1 Let us adore th' Eternal Word ; 

'Tis he our souls hath fed ; 
Thou art our living stream, O Lord,_ 
And thou th' immortal bread. 

2 The manna came from lower skies ; 

But Jesus from above. 
Where the fresh springs of pleasure rise, 
And rivers flow with love, 

3 The ancient fathers died at last. 

Who ate thai heav'nly bread ; 
But these provisions, whiqh we taste, 
Can raise us from the dead. 

4 Blest be the Lord, that gives his flesh 

To nourish dying men ; 
And often spreads his table fresh. 
Lest we should faint again. 

5 Our souls shall draw their heav'nly breath, 
• While Jesus finds supplies ; 

Nor shall our graces sink to death. 
For Jesus never dies. 



118 HYMN 152. 



6 Daily our mortal flesh decays, 
But Christ our life shall come ; ^ 
And by his mighty poiv-r shall raise 
Our bodies from the tomb. 

' Watts . 

HYMN CLII. Common Metre. b 
On the Death of a Child. 

1 Life is a span, a fleeting hour, 

How soon the vapour flies ! 
Man is a tender transient flow*r, 
That in the blooming dies. 

2 Death spreads, like winter, frozen arms, 

And beauty smiles no more ; 
Where now are fled those rising charms 
Which pleas'd our eyes before ? 

3 The once lovM form, now cold and dead, 

Each mournful thought employs ; 
And nature weeps her comforts fled, 
And wither'd all her joys. 

4 But wait the interposing gloom, 

And lo ! stern winter flies ! 
And, drest in beauty's fairest bloom, 
The flow'ry tribes arise. 

5 Hope looks beyond the bounds of time, 

When what we now deplore 
Shall rise in full immortal pirime, 
And bloom, to fajie no more. 

6 Then cease, fond nature, dry thy tears, 

Religion pointy on high ; 
There everlasting spring appears. 
And joys that never die. 

Mrs, Steele. 



HYMN 153, 154. 119 

HOliV CLIll. Long Metre. 5 
Life and Death. 

1 Life is the time to serve the Lord, 
The time t' insure the great reward ; 
And whilst the lamp holcls out to bum, 
The vilest sinner may return. 

2 Life is the hour which God has giv'n, 
To 'scape from hell, and fly to heav'n ; 
The day of grace, and mortals may 
Secure the blessings of the day. 

3 The living know that they must die, 
But all the dead forgotten lie ; 

Their mem'ry and their sense are gone, 
Alike unknowing and unknown. 

4 Their hatred and their love are lost ; 
Their envy buried in the dust ; 
The3^ have no share in all that's dom 
Beneath the circuit of the sun. 

5 No acts of pardon can be past 

In the cold grave to which vve haste ; 
, For no repentance can be found, 
^or faith, nor hope, beneath the ground. 

6 Then^ what my thoughts design to do, 
My soul, with all thy might pursue j 
Believe, and take the promis'd rest, 
Obey, and be for ever blest. . 

*Watts. 



HYMN CLIV. Common Metre. or b 
Conviction of Sin, and Relief by the Gospel. 

1 Lord, how secure my conscience was. 
And felt no inward dread ! 
1 was alive without the law. 
And thought my sins were dead ! 



120 HYMN 155. 



2 My hopes of heav'n were firm and bright ; 

But since the precept came, ^ 
With a convincing pow'r and light, 
I find how vile I am. i 

3 My guilt appeared but small before. 

Till, terrified, I saw 
How perfect, holy, just and pure 
Is thine eternal law. 

4 Then felt my soul the heavy loadj 

My sins reviv'd again ; 
I had provok'd a holy God, 
And all my hopes are vain. 

5 My God, what pow'r shall I invoke 

With my last laboring breath. 
To rid me of this wretched yoke, 
These bonds of sin and death ? 

6 In Jesus I behold thy face. 

Thy mercy there I see ; 
Through him I trust thy boundless grace. 
To set the pris'ner ft-ee. 

Watts, with va-riation and addition. 



HYMN CLV. Commo^ Metre. # 
Recovery from Sickness. 

1 Lord, in thy service I w^ould spend 

The remnant of my days ; 
Why was this fleeting breath renew'd 
But to renew thy praise ? ' 

2 Thy own almighty powV and love 

Did this weak frame sustain, 
When life was hov'ring o'er < Jie grave^ 
And nature sunk with pain. 

3 Thou, when the pains of death were felt^ 

Didst chase the fears of h.ell ; 



HYMN 156, 121 

And teach my pale and quivVing lips. 
Thy matchless grace to tell. 

4 Into thy hands, my Saviour God, 

I did my soul resign, 
In firm dependence on that truth 
Which made salvation mine. 

5 From the dark borders of the grave^ 

At thy command, I come ; 
Nor would I urge a speedier flight 
To my celestial home. 

6 Where thou shalt settle my abode, 

There would I choose to be ; 
For in thy presence death is life, 
And earth is heav'n with thee. ' 

Doddridge. 



HYMN CLVI. Long Metre. ^ or ^ 
Storm and Thunder. 

Lor d of the earth, and sea, and skies, 
All nature .owns thy sov'reign pow'r ; 
At thy command the tempests rise, 
At thy command the thunders roar. 

We hear with trembling and affright 
The voice of heav'n, tremendous sound [ 
Keen lightnings pierce the shades of jtught;,. 
And spread their horrors all around. 

What mortal could sustain the stroke, 
Should wrath divine in dreadful storms, 
Which our repeated crimes provoke, . 
Descend to crush rebellious worms ! 

These dreadful glories of thy name 
With terror would o'erwhelm our souls j 
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122 



HYMN 157. 



But mercy dawns with kinder beam, 
And guilt and rising fear controls. 

5 O let thy mercy on my heart, 

With cheering, healing radiance shine ! 

Bid ev'ry anxious fear depart, 

And gently whisper, ^' Thou art mine.'^ 

6 Then, safe beneath thy guardian care, 
In hope serene my soul shall rest ; 
Nor storms nor dangers reach me there, 
In thee, my God, my refuge, blest. 

Mrs. Steele. 

HYMN CLVn. Long Metre. # or b 
The eternal Sabbath. 

1 Lord of the Sabbath, hear our vows, 
On this thy day, in this thy house ; 
And let our songs and wwship rise. 
Like grateful incense to the skies. 

2 Thine earthljr Sabbaths, Lord, we love ; 
But there's a nobler rest above ; 

To that our laboring souls aspire. 
With ardent pangs of strong desire. 

3 No more fatigue, no more distress, 

Nor sin, nor death, shall reach the place ; 
No groans shall mingle with the songs. 
Which warble from immortal tongues. 

4 No rude alarms, no raging foes. 
To interrupt the long repose ; 

No midilight shade, no clouded sun. 
To veil the bright eternal noon. 

5 O Jong expected day, begin ! 

Dawn on the^e realms of death and sin ; 



HYMN 158. 



123 



Fain would we quit this weary road, 
And sleep in death, to rest wdth God. 

Doddridge. 



HYMN CLVIIL Common Metre. * 
Divine Goodness. 

1 Lord, thou art good ; all nature shows 

Thee full and free and kind ; 
Thy bounty through creation flows, 
Nor can it be confin'd. 

2 The whole in ev'ry part proclaims 

Thy infinite good will ; 
It shines in stars, it flows in streams, 
And bursts from ev'ry hill. 

3 It fills the wide extended main. 

And heav'ns which spread niore wide ; 
It drops in gentle show'rs of rain, 
And rolls in ev'ry tide. 

4 Still hath it been diffus'd and free. 

Through ages past and gone ; 
Nor ever can exhausted be. 
But still keeps flowing on. 

5 Through the whole earth it pours supplies. 

Spreads joy through all its parts ; 
Lord, may thy goodness draw our eyes. 
And captivate our hearts. 

6 High admiration let it raise, 

And kind affections move ; 
Employ our tongues in hymns of praise, 
And fill our hearts with love. 

Liverpool Collection. 



124 HYMN 159, 160. 



HYMN CLIX. Sihort Metre. ^ or 
The Promise to Believers and tlieir Children. 

1 Lord, what our ears have heard, 

Our eyes, delighted trace ; 
Thy love in long succession shown 
To Sion's chosen race. 

2 Our children thou dost claim, 

And mark them out for thine ; 
Ten thousand blessings to thy name 
For goodness so divine. 

3 Thee,, let the fathers own. 

And thee, the sons adore ; 
Join'd to the Lord in solemn vows, 
To be forgot no more. 

4 Thy cov'nant may they keep, 

And bless the happy bands, 
Which closer still engage their hearts 
To honour iny commands. 

5 How great thj^ mercies, Lord ! 

How plenteous is thy grace, 
Which, in the promise of thy love, 
Includes our rising .race ! 

6 Our offspring, still thy care. 

Shall own their father's God, 
To latest times thy blessings share, 
And sound thy praise abroad. ^ 

Salisbury Collection. 

^HYMN CLX. Common Metre. * 
Creation and Providence. 

1 Lord, when my raptur'd thought surveys 
Creation's beauties o'er, 



HYMN 160. 



125 



All nature joins to teach thy praise, 
And bid my soul adore. 

2 Where'er I turn my gazing eyes» 

Thy radiant footsteps shine ; 
Ten thousand pleasing wonders rise. 
And speak the hand divine. 

3 The living tribes of countless forms 

In earth, and sea, and air ; 
The meanest flies, the smallest worms, 
Almighty pow'r declare : 

4 . All rose to life at thy command, 

And wait their daily food 
From thy paternal,^ bounteous hand, 
Exhaustless Spring of good ! 

5 The meads, array'd in beauteous green, 

With wholesome herbage crown'd ; 
The fields with corn, a richer scene, 
Spread thy full bounties round. 

6 The fruitful tree, the blooming flow'r, 

In varied charms appear; 
Their varied charms display thy pow'r, 
Thy goodness all declare. 

7 The sun's productive quick'ning beams 

The growing verdure spread ; 
Refreshing rains and cooling streams 
His gentle influence aid. 

8 The moon and stars his absent light 

Reflect with borrowed rays ; 
And deck the sable veil of night, 
And speak their Maker's praise. 

Mrs. StebIiE^ 



126 



HYMN 161, 162. 



HYMN CLXI. Long Metre. * or b 
Faith in the Redeemer's Sacrifice. 

1 Lord, when my thoughts delighted rove 
Amidst the wonders of thy love. 

Glad hope revives my drooping heart. 
And bids intruding fear depart. 

2 But whilst thy sufferings I survey, 
And faith enjoys a heav'nly ray, ^ 
These dear memorials of thy pain 
Present anew the dreadful scene. 

3 I hear thy groans, with deep surprise, 
And view thy wounds with weeping eyes % 
Each bleeding wound, each dying groan, 
With anguish filPd, and pains unknown. 

4 For mortal crimes, a sacrifice. 
The Lord of life, the Saviour dies ; 
What love, what mercy, how divine ! 
And can I call the Saviour mine ? 

5 Repenting sorrow fills my heart. 
But mingling joy allays the smart ; 

may my fiiture life declare 
The sorrow and the joy sincere ! 

6 Be all my heart and all my days 
Devoted to my Saviour's praise ; 
And let my glad obedience prove 
How much I owe, how much I love. 

Mrs. Steele. 

HYMN CLXII. Long Metre, \ # 
The Gospel Jubilee. 

1 Loud let the tuneful trumpet sound, 
And spread the joyful tidings round ; 



HYMN 163. 



127 



Let ev'ry soul with transport hear, 
And hail the Lord's accepted year. 

2 Ye debtors, whom he gives to know, 
That you ten thousand talents owe, 
When humbled at his feet you fall, 
Your gracious Lord forgives them all. 

3 Slaves, w^Iio have borne the heavy chain 
Of sin, and hell's tyrannick reign, 

To liberty a'ssert your claim. 

And plead the great Redeemer's name. 

4 The rich inheritance of heav'n. 

Your joy, your crown, are I'reely giv'n } 
Fair Salem your arrival waits, 
With golden streets and pearly gates. 

5 Her blest inhabitants no more 
Bondage and poverty deplore ; 
No debt but love immensely great, 
Whose joy still rises with the debt. 

6 O happy souls, who know the sound ! 
God's light shall all their steps surround^ 
And shew that jubilee begun. 

Which through eternal years shall run. 

Doddridge. 



HYMN CLXni. Hallelujah Metre. # 
The Triumph of Christ, and the Power of his Gospel, 

1 Loud to the Prince of heav'n 
Your cheerful voices raise ! 
To him your vow^s be giv'n, 
And fill his courts with praise. 
With coiiscious worth, Ali clad in armsj 
All bright in charms, He sallies fprth, ' 



128 HYMN 164. 



2 Gird on thy conq'ring sword, 
; Ascend thy shining car, 

And march, Ahnighty Lord, ' 

To wage the holy war. 
Before his wheels, In glad surprise. 
Ye vallies, rise. And sink, ye hills. 

3 Fair truth and gende love. 
With righteousness and peace. 
In thy retinue move, , 
Thy conq'ring pow'r to grace. 

Thou in their cause Shalt prosperous ride, 
And far and wide , Dispense thy la\vs. 

4 Before thy mighty sword, 

Millions of foes shall fall, i 

The captives of thy word, 
^ That woni which conquers all. 
The world shall know, Great King of kings, 
What wondrous things Thine arm can do- 

5' Here to my willing soul 

Bend thy triumphant way ; 

Here every foe control, 

And all thy pow'r display. 
Beneath thy sword, Blest Jesus, see, 
I bow to thee. My Prince and Lord. 

Doddridge, varied. 
HYMN CLXIV. Long Metre. b 
Folly cured by Affliction. 

1 Low at thy gracious feet I bend, 
My God, my everlasting Friend- 
Permit the claim ; O let thine ear 
My humble suit indulgent hear! 



HYMN 164. 



129 



2 Lord, thou hast bid me seek thy face. 
And ask of thee thy promised grace ; 
O may thy favour, bhss divine ! 
With fuller, clearer radiance shine. 

3 But, O my heart, reflect with shame ; 
Can I prefer so bold a claim ? 
Conscious how often 1 have stray'd, 
By empty vanities betray'd. , 

, 4 How oft, ungrateful to my God, 

Have trifles calPd my thoughts abroad ! 
Till heav'nly pity saw me roam. 
And bade affliction bring me home. 

5 And when the snares of earth were broke. 
By kind affliction's needful stroke, ^ 
Have not I own'd, with humble praise, 
That just and right are all his ways ? 

6 Yes, gracious God, before thy throne^ 
My vileness and thy love I own ; 

O let that love, with beams divine, 
Forgiving, healing, round me shine. 

7 Whene'er, ungrateful to my God, 
This heedless heart requires the rod, 
Thy arm supporting I implore ; 
The hand that chastens can restore. 

8 O may the kind conviction prove 
A fruit of thy paternal love ; 
Wean me I'rom earth, from sin refine, 
And make my heart entirely thine ! 

Mrs. Steele. 



130 HYMN 165, 166. 



HYMN CLXV. Common Metre, ^ 
The New Jerusalem. 

1 Lo, what a, glorious sight appears 

To our believing e3'^es ; 
The earth and seas are past away, 
And the old rolling skies ! 

2 From the third heav'n, where God resides^ 

That holy, happy place, 
The New Jerusalem comes down 
Adorn'd with shining grace. 

3 Attending angels shout for joy, 

And the bright armies sing, 
" Mortals, behold the sacred seat 
Of your descending King ! 

4 " The God of glory, down to men 

*^ Removes his blest abode ; 
" Men are the objects^^of his love, 
" And he their gracious God. 
^ 5 " His tender hand shall wipe the tears 
" From evVy weeping eye ; 
Arid pains and groans and griefs and fears. 
And death itself shall die.'^ 
6 How bright the vision ! but how long 
Shall this glad hour delay ! 
Fly swifter round, ye wings of time, 
And bring the welcome day. 

Watts. 



HYMN CLXVl. Common Metre. *orb 
A living and a dead Faith. 

1 Mistaken souls, that dream of heav'Uj 
And make their empty bo^st 



HYMN 167- 



131 



Of inward joys and sins forgiv'n, 
Whilst they are slaves to lust. 

2 Vain are our fancies' airy flights, 

If faith be cold and dead ; 
None but a living powV unites 
To Christ, the living head. 

3 'Tis faith that changes all the heart ; 

'Tis faith that works by love. 
That bids all sinful joys depart. 
And lifts the thoughts above. 

4 'Tis faith that conquers earth and hell, 

By a celestial pow'r ; 
This is the grace that shall prevail 
In the decisive hour. 

5 Faith must obey our Father's will, 

As well as trust his grace ; 
A pardoning God is jealous still. 
For his own holiness. 

6 When from the curse he sets us free. 

He makes our natures clean ; 
Nor would he send his Son to be 
The minister of sin. 

7 His Spirit fills our hearts with love. 

And seals our peace with God ; 
With cheerful steps our feet shall move 
Along the heav'nly road. 

Watts, varied. 



HYMN CLXVII. Long Metre. * or 5 
The Exarpple of Christ. 

1 My dear Redeemer, and my Lord, 
I read my duty in thy word ; 



132 



HYMN 168. 



But in thy life thy law appears. 
Drawn out in living characters. 

2 Such was thy piety and zeal, 
Thy def'rence to thy Father's will ; 
Thy love and meekness so divine, 

I would transcribe and make them mine*. 

3 Cold mountains and the midnight air, 
Witnessed the fervour of thy pray'r ; 
The desert thy temptations knew, 
Thy conflict and thy vicfry too. 

4 Be thou my pattern, make me bear 
More of thy gracious image here ; 
Then^God, the Judge, shall own my name 
Among the foU'wers of the Lamb. 

Watts. 



HYMN CLXVUL Long Metre. or 5 
Retirement and Meditation. 

1 My God, permit me not to be 
A stranger to myself and thee ; 
Amidst ten thousand thoughts* I rove, 
Forgetful of my highest love. 

2 Why should my passions mix with earth, 
And thus degrade my heav'nly birth ? 
Why should I cleave to things below, 
And let my God, my Saviour go ? . 

3 Call me away froiri flesh and sense, 

Thy sov'reign word can draw me tlience ; 
I would obey the voice divine, 
And all inferior joys resign.' 

4 Be earth, with all her scenes withdrawn j , 
Let noise and yanity be gone ; 



HYMN 169, 170. 133 



In secret silence of the mind. 

My heav'n, and there my God, I find. 

Watts. 



HYMN CLXIX. Common Metre. # or 5 
The Everlasting Covenant. 

1 My God, the covenant of thy love 

Abides for ever sure ; 
And in its boundless grace I feel 
My happiness secure. 

2 What though my house be not with tliee, 

As nature could desire ? 
To higher joys than nature gives, 
My nobler views aspire. 

3 Since thou, the everlasting Godj 

My Father art become ; 
Jesus, my Guardian and my Friend, 
And heav'n my final home ; 

4 I welcome all thy sov'reign will, 

For all that will is love ; 
And when thy providence is dark, ^ 
I wait thy light above. 

5 Thy cov'nant in my dying hour 

Shall dwell upon my tongue ; 
And when I wake, shall still employ 
My everlasting song. 

Doddridge, varied. 

HYMN CLXX. Common Metre. * 
Gratitude the Spring of True Religion. 

1 My God, what silken cords are thine ! 
Hovy soft, and yet how strong ! 
Whilst povvV, and truth, and love combine 
To draw our souls along. 
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134 



HYMN 171. 



2 When crush'd beneath the heavy yoke 

Of Satan and of sin, 
Thy hand pur iron bondage broke, 
Our grateful hearts to win. 

3 The guilt of twice ten thousand sins 

Thy mercy takes away ; 
Thy promise, when the w^ar begins, 
Secures the crowning day. 

4 Comfort through all this vale of tears 

rich profusion flows ; 
The glory of unnumber'd years 
^Eternity bestows. 

5 Drawn by such cords, we onward move, 
- Till round thy throne we meet ; 
And, captives in the chains of lovCj 

Fall at our Conq'ror's feet. 

Doddridge. 

HYMN CLXXI. Long Metre, # or b 
Imploring divine Influences. 

1 My God, whene'er my longing heart 
Its grateful tribute would impart ; 

In vain my tongue with feeble aim 
Attempts the glories of thy name. 

2 In vain my boldest thoughts arise ; 
I sink to earth, and lose the skies ; 
Yet I may still thy grace implore, 
And low in dust thy name adore. 

3 O let thy grace my heart inspire. 
And raise each languid, weak desire — 
Thy grace, which condescends to meet 
The sinner prostrate at thy feet ! 



HYMN 172. 135 



4 With humble fear let love unite, 
And mix devotion with delight ; 
Then shall thy name be all my joy, 
Thy praise my constant, blest employ. 

5 Thy name inspires the harps above 
With harmony and praise and love ; 

That grace, which tunes th' immortal strings, 
Looks kindly down on mortal things. 

6 O let thy grace guide ev'ry song, 

And fill my heart, and tune my tongue ! 
Then ;shall the strains harmonious flow, 
And heav'nly joy begin below. 

Mrs. Steele. 

HYMN CLXXII. Short Metre. # or b 
God our Creator and Benefactor. 

1 My Maker and my King ! 

To thee'^y all I owe ; 
Thy sovereign bounty is the spring 
From whence my blessings flow. 

2 Thou ever good and kind ! 

A thousand reasons move, , 
A thousand obligations bind 
My heart to grateful love. 

3 The creature of thy hand, 

On thee alone I live ; 
My God, thy benefits demand 
More praise than I can give. 

4 Lord, what can I impart 

When all is thine before ? 
Thy love demands a thankful heart ; 
The gift, alas, how poor ! 



136 HYMN 173. 



5 Shall I Withhold thy due ? 

And shall my passions rove ? 
Lord, form this wretched heart anew. 
And fill it with thy love. 

6 O let thy grace inspire 

My soul with strength divine ; 
Let all my powers to thee aspire, 
And all my days be thine ! 

Mrs. Steele. 

. HYMN CLXXIII. Common Metre. # or h 
Repentance and Hope. 

1 My Saviour, when my thoughts recal 

The wonders of thy grace. 
Low at thy feet asham'd I fall, 
And hide my guilty face. 

2 Sliall love like thine be thus repaid ? 

Ah, vile ungrateful heart ! 
By earth's unworthy cares betray 'd. 
From Jesus to depart ! 

3 From Jesus, who alone can give ^ 

True pleasure, peace and rest : " 
When absent from my Lord, I live 
Unsatisfied, Imblest. 

4 But he, for his own mercy's sake, 
' My W'and'ring soul restores ; 

He bids the mourning heart partake 
The pardon it implores. 

5 O whilst I breathe to thee, my Lord, 

The penitential sigh. 
Confirm the kind, the pard'ning word, 
With pity in thine eye. 



HYMN 174. 



137 



6 Then shall the mourner, at thy feet, 
Rejoice to seek thy face, 
And grateful own how kmd, how sweet 
Is thy forgivmg grace. 

- Mrs. Steele. 

HYMN CLXXIV. Short Metre. b 
Confession and Pardon. 

1 My sorrows, like a floodv 

Impatient of restraint. 
Into thy bosom, O my God, 
Pour out a long complaint. 

2 How often have I stood 

A rebel to the skies ! 
Yet, O the patience of my God'! 
Thy thunder silent lies. 

3 Now by a pow'rful glance, 

My Saviour, from thy face, 
This rebel heart no more withstands^ 
But yields to soy 'reign grace. 

4 1 see the Prince of Life 

Display his wounded veins ; , 
I see the fountain open'd wide. 
To wash away my stains. 

5 My God is reconciPd, 

My tears his pity move ; 
He calls me his adopted child^ 
The object of his love. 

6 Now let me not receive 

In vain this heav'nly grace ; 
But let it be a fruitful seed, 
Producing holiness. 

W ATTs, abbreviated and altered. 
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138 'HYMN 175, 176. 



HYMN CLXXV. Common Metre. #■ 

The Christian Race. j 

1 Mv soul, awake, stretch ev'ry nerve, J 

And press with vigour on ; i 
A heav^nlj^ race demands thy zeal, 
And an immortal crown. 

2 A cloud of witnesses around. 

Hold thee in full survey ; 
Forget the steps already trod, 
And onward urge thy way. 

3 'Tis God's all animating voice, 

Which calls thee from on high ; 
'Tiis his own hand presents the prize 
To thine aspiring eye : — 

4 That prize, with peerless glories bright, 

Which shall new lustre boast, 
When victors' wreaths, and monarchs' gems 
Shall blend in common dust. 

5 My soul, with sacred ardour fir'd, 
^ The glorious prize pursue, . 

And meet with joy the high command, 
To bid this eartli adieu. . 

Doddridge. 



• HYMN CLXXVI. Short Metre, 
Prayer in Sickness. 

1 My Sov'reign, to thy throne, 
With humble hope, I press ; 
O bow thine ear, to hear the groan 
Of indigent distress ! 



HYMN 177. 



139 



2 Th' eternal Priest appears 

Before thee with his blood ; 
Through hira I offer these my tears, 
And cast my care on God. 

3 My life, bow'd down with pain, 

Mourns its decaying bloom ; 
Lord, clothe these bones with flesh again^ 
And spare me from the tomb. 

4 Without one murmVing word. 

Thy chast'ning I receive ; 
But with submission ask, O Lord^ 
A merciful reprieve. 

5 Distressed and pain'd as now, 

Thy aid I once implor'd ; 
Thy pity heard my earnest vow. 
Thy pow'r my health restor'd. 

6 My supplicatifig voice. 
Unwearied, I will raise : 

Say to thy servant's soul, " Rejoite,'^ 
And fill my mouth' with praise. 

Scott. 



HYMN CLXXVII. Common Metre. * 
Marriage. 

1 Mysterious rite ! by Heav'n ordain'd 
, . This sacred truth to prove, 

The bliss which mortals here enjoy. 
Must flow from virtuous love. 

2 Though made by God^s almighty hand^ 

And in his image form'd ; 
Yet Adam knew no happiness, 
Till love his bosom vvarm'd. ^ 



140 HYMN 178. 

3 Eden, with all its beauteous groves, 

And fruits of richest taste, 
To one for social bliss design'd 
. Was but a lonely waste. 

4 But when his lovely bride appear'd, 

In native graces drest, 
The latent spark burst into flame, 
And lovfe inspired his breast. 

5 What wise provision hast thou made, 

Great Parent of mankind, 
That all thine offspring may enjoy 
The bliss for them design'd ! 

6 Then will w^e join our hearts and hands 

In bonds of virtuous love ; 
And whilst we live in peace below, 
Prepare for bliss above. 



HYMN CLXXVIII. Common Metre, b 
Submission to Providence. 

1 Naked as from the earth we came, 

And rose to life at first, ^ 
We to the earth return again, 
And mingle with our dust. 

2 The dear delights we here enjoy. 

And call our own, in vain. 
Are but short favours, borrow'd now, 
To be repaid again. 

3 'Tis God who lifts our comforts high. 

Or sinks them to the grave ; 
He gives, and, blessed be his name. 
He takes but what he gave. 

4 Peace, all our angry passions, then ? 

Let each impatient sigh 

I 



HYMN 179. 141 



Be silent at his sovereign will, 
And evVy murmur die. 

5 If smiling mercy crown our lives. 
Its praises shall be spread ; 
And we'll adore the justice too 
That strikes our comforts dead. 

Watts. 



HYMN CLXXIX. Common Metre. b 
Vain Prosperity, or Forgetfulness of God. 

1 No, I shall envy them no more, 

Who grow profanely great ; 
Though they increase their golden store. 
And shine in robes of state. 

2 They taste of all the joys that grow 

Upon this earthly ciod ; 
In vain they search the creature through 
Whilst they forget their God. 

3 Shake off the thoughts of dying too, 

And think your life your own ; 
But death comes hastening on to you, 
To cut your glory down. 

4 Yes, you must bow your stately head. 

Away your spirit flies ; 
And no kind angel near your bed, 
To bear it to the skies. 

5 Go now, and boast of all your stores, 

And tell how bright you shine ; 
Your heaps of glittering dust are yours. 
And my Redeemer's mine. 

Watts, 



142 



HYMN 180. 



HYMN CLXXX. Common Metre. ^ 
The Holiness and Happiness of Heaven. 

1 Nor eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard? 

Nor sense, nor reason known, 
What joys the Father hath prepared 
For those that love the Son. 

2 But the good Spirit of the Lord 

Reveals a heav'n to come ; 
The beams of glory in his word 
Allure and guide us home. 

3 Pure are the joys above the sky, 

And all the region peace ; 
No wanton Hp, nor envious eye, 
Can see or taste the bliss. 

4 Not the malicious or profane, 

The covetous or proud. 
Nor thieves nor sland'rers shall obtain 
The kingdom of our God. 

5 Those lioly gates for ever bar 

Pollution, sin, and shame ; 
None shall receive admittance there, 
But foU'wers of the Lamb. 

6 If w^e are wash'd in Jesus' blood 

And pardon'd through his name ; 
If the good Spirit of our God 
Has sanctified our frame ; 

7 We ask a persevering pow'r. 

To keep thy just commands ; 
We v/ould defile our hearts no more, 
No more pollute our hands. 

Watts, varied. 



HYMN 181. 



143 



HYMN CLXXXI. Long Metre. ^ 
Christians the Sons of God. 

1 Not all the nobles of the earth, 
Who boast the honours of their birth, 
Such real dignity can clairn, 

As those who bear the christian name. 

2 To them the privilege is giv'n. 

To be the sons and heirs of heav'n ; 
. Sons of the God, who reigns on high, , 
And heirs of joys beyond' the sky. 

3 On them, a happy, chosen race. 
Their Father pours his^ richest grace ; 
To them his counsels he imparts. 

And writes his law within their hearts, x 

4 When through temptation they rebel, 
His chastening rod he makes them feel ; 
Then with a Father's tender heart 

He sooths the pain and heals the smart. 

5 Their daily wants his hand supply. 
Their steps he guards with watchful eye ; 
Leads them from earth to heav'n above, 
And crowns them wdth eternal love. 

6 Have I the honour, Lord, to be 
One of this num'rous' family ? 
On me thy gracious gift bestow, 
To call my God my Father too. 

7 So may my conduct ever prove 
My filial piety and love ; 

Whilst all my brethren clearly trace 
Their Father's image in my face. 



144 HYMN 182. 



/ HYMN CLXXXII. Long Metre, * or b 
Divine Compassion to Sinners. 

1 Not to condemn the sorts of men, 
Did Christ the Son of God appear i 
No weapons in his hands are seen, 
No flaming sword nor thunder there. 

2 Such was the pity of our God, 
He lov'd the race of man so well. 
He sent his Son to bear our load 

Of sins, and save our souls from hell. 

3 Let sinners hear the Saviour's word. 
Trust in his mighty name, and live ; 
A thousand joys his lips afford. 

His hands a thousand blessings give, 

4 " Come, all ye weary fainting souls, 
" Ye heavy laden sinners, come ; 

" I'll give you rest from all your toils, 
" And lead you to my heavenly home. 

5 " Ye shall find rest that learn of me, 
" I'm of a meek and lowly mind ; 

" But passion rages like the sea, 
" And pride is restless as the wind. 

6 Blest is the man whose shoulders take 
My yoke, and bear it with delight ; 
My.yoke is easy to his neck. 

My grace shall make the burden light.'' 

7 Jesus, vve come at thy command, 
With faith and hope and humble zeal, 
Resign our spirits to thy hand. 

To rule and guide us at thy wilU 

Watts. 



HYiMN 183, 184. 145 



HYMN CLXXXIII. Common, Metre. * 
Sinai and Sion. 

1 Not to the terrors of the Lord, 

The tempest, fire and smoke ; 
Not to the thunder of that word 
Which God on Sinai spoke ; 

2 But we are come to Sion's hill, 

The city of our God, 
Where milder words declare his will. 
And spread his love abroad. 

3 Behold th' innumerable host 

Of angels cloth'd in light ! 
Behold the spirits of the just, 
Whose faith is turn'd to sight I 

4 Behold the blest assembly there, 

Whose names are writ in heav'n ! 
And God, the Judge of all, declares 
Their vilest sins forgiv'n. 

5 The saints on earth, and all the dead. 

But one communion make ; 
All join in Christ, their living Headj 
And of his grace partake. 

6 In such society as this 

My weary soul wou d rest ; 
The man that dwells where Jesus is. 
Must be for ever blest. 

_/ • ATTS. 

— . ^ j~ . 

HYMN CLXXXIV. Common Metre, b 
On the Death of a Minister, 

I Now let our drooping hearts revive. 
And all our tears be dry : 

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146 



HYMN 185. 



Why should those eyes be drown'd in grief, 

Which view a Saviour nigh ? 
2 What though the gloomy tyrant death 

Dotli God's own house invade ? 
What though the prophet and the priest 

Be numbered with the dead ? 

Though eardily shepherds dwell in dust, 

The aged and the young ; 
The watchful ej^e in darkness clos'd, 
And mute th' instructive tongue : 

4 Th' eternal Shepherd still survives, 

New comfort to impart ; 
His hand still guides tis, and his voice 
Still animates our heart. 

5 " Lo, I am with you," saith the Lord, 

" My church shall safe abide ; 
" For I will ne'er forsake my own, 
Whose souls in me confide." - 

6 Through ev'ry scene of life and death 

This promise is our trust ; 
And this shall be our children's song 
When we are laid in dust. 

Doddr idge. 

HYMN CLXXXV. Common Metre, 
The Intercession of Christ. 

1 Now let our humble faith behold ' 

Our great High Priest above, 
And celebrate his constant care 
And sympathetick love : 

2 Exalted to his Father's throne, 

With matchless honours crown'd ; 
And Lord of allth' angelickho^t. 
Who wait the throne around. 




HYMN 186. 147 



3 The names of all the saints he bears, 

Engraven on his heart ; 
Nor shall the meanest saint complain 
That he hath lost his part. 

4 Those characters shall firm remain 

Our everlasting trust, 
When gems and monuments and crowns 
Are moulder'd into dust. 

Doddridge. 



HYMN CLXXXVI. Common Metre, # 
God's Love to his Church. 

1 No\7 shall my inward joys arise 

And burst into a song : 
Almighty love inspires my heart. 
And pleasures tune my tongue.. 

2 God, on his thirsty Sion hill, 

Some mercy- drops has thrown, 
And solemn oaths have bound his love 
To showV salvation down. 

3 Why do we then indulge our fears^ 

Suspicions and complaints ? > 
Is he a God ! and shall his grace 
Grow weary of his saints ? 

4 Can a kind mother e'er forget 

The object of her care ? 
Among a thousand tender thoughts, 
H^r suckling have no share ? 

5 " Yet, (saiththe Lord) should nature change, 

And mothers monsters prove, 
Sion still dwells upon the heart 
" Of everlasting love. 



148 HYMN 187. 



6 " Deep on the palms of both my hands 
" Lhave engrav'd her name ; 
" My hands shall raise her ruin'd walls, 
And build her broken frame.'' 

Watts. 

HYMN CLXXXVII. Long Metre. ^ 
The Glory and Grace of Christ. 

1 Now to the Lord a noble song ! 
Awake, my soul ; awake, my tongue ; 
Hosanna to th' eternal Name, 

And all his boundless love proclaim* 

2 See where it shines in Jesus' face, 
The brightest image of his grace ; 
God, in the person of his Son, 
Has all his noblest works outdone. 

3 The si^acious earth, and spreading flood. 
Proclaim the wise, the poAv'rful God; 
And thy^ rich glories from afar, 
Sparkle in ev'ry rolling star, 

4 But in thy Son a glory shines, 
Drawn out in far superior lines ; 
The lustre of redeeming grace 
Outshines the beams of nature's face. 

5 Grace ! 'tis a pure celestial theme. 
Our thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name 5 
Ye angels, dwell upon the sound ; 
Ye heav'ns, reflect it to the ground. 

6 O may we reach that glorious place, 
Where we shall see him face to face ; 
Where all his saints, from death restored, 
Shall be for ever with the Lord ! 

Watts, varied. 



HYMN 188, 189. 149 



HYMN CLXXXVIII. Long Metre, ^ 
' Glory to Christ, our Priest and King. 

. 1 Now to the Lord, who makes us know 
The wonders of his dying love, 
Be humble honours paid below. 
And strains of nobler praise above. 

2 'Twas he who cleans'd us from our sins, 
And wash'd us in his precious blood ; 
'Tis he who makes us priests and kings, 
And brings us, rebels, near to God. 

3 To Jesus, our atoning Priest, 
To Jesus, our eternal King, 
Be universal pow'r contess'd. 
And ev'ry tongue his glory sing. 

4 Behold, on flying clouds he comes ! 
And ev'ry eye shall see him move ! 
Though with our sins we pierc'd him once^ 
Then he displays his pard'ning love. 

5 The unbelieving world shall wail. 
Whilst we rejoice to see the day ; 
Come, Lord, nor let thy promise fail, 
Nor let thy chariot long delay. 

Watts. 



HYMN CLXXXIX. Long Metre. 
Salvation by Grace. 

^1 Now to the pow'r of God supreme 
Be everlasting honours giv*n ;^ 
He saves from sin, we bless his name, 
And calls our wand'ring feet to heav'n. 

-2 Not for our duties or deserts, 
But of his own abuudant grace, 
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150 HYMN 190. 



He works salvation in our hearts,, 
And forms a people for his praise. 

3 'Twas his own purpose that begun 
To rescue sinners doom 'd to die ; 
He gave us grace in Christ his Son, 
Before he spread the starry sky. 

4 Jesus, the Lord, appears at last, 

And makes his Father's counsels known ; 
Declares the great transactions past, 
And brings immortal blessings down. 

5 He dies, and in that dreadful night 
Did all the pQw'rs of hell destroy ; 
Rising, he brought our heav'n to light, 
And took possession of the joy. 

Watts. 



HYMN CXC. Common Metre. # 
Divine Goodness in Afflictions. 

1 Now to thy heavenly Father's praise. 

My heart, thy tribute bring ; 
That goodness which prolongs my days. 
With grateful pleasure sing. 

2 Whene'er he sends afflicting pains, 

His mercy holds the rod ; 
His powerful word the heart sustains, 
And speaks a faithful God. 

3 A faithful God is ever nigh. 

When humble grief implores ; 
His ear attends each plaintive sigh, 
He pities and restores. 

4 My grateful soul would humbly brinff 

Her tribute to thy throne ; 



HYMN 191. 



151 



Accept the wish, my God, my King, 

To make thy goodness known, 
. 5 O be the life, thy hand restores, 

Devoted to thy praise ! 
To thee I consecrate my pow'rs, 

To thee, my future days. 
6 Thy soul-enliv'ning grace impart. 

A warmer love inspire ; 
And be the breathings of my heart, 

Dependence and desire. 

Mrs. Steele. 



HYMN CXCI. Common Metre. ^ or b 
Winter. 

1 Now winter throws his icy chains, 

Encircling nature round : 
How bleak, how comfortless the plains/ 
With verdure lately crow^n'd ! 

2 The sun withdraws his vital beams, 
. And light and warmth depart ; 
And drooping, lifeless nature seems 

An emblem of my heart : 

3 My heart, where mental winter reigns. 

In night's dark mantle clad, 
Confin'd in cold, inactive chains, 
How desolate and sad ! 

4 Ere long the sun, with genial ray, 

hhall cheer the mourning earth ; 
And blooming flow'rs, and verdure gay, 
Renew their annual birth. 

5 So, if my soul's bright Sun impart 

His all-enliv'ning smile, 



152 



HYMN 192. 



The vital ray shall cheer my heart, 
Till then a frozen soil. 

6 Then faith and hope and love shall rise, 

Renevi^'d to lively bloom, 
And breathe, accepted to the skies, 
Their humble, sweet perfume. 

7 Great Source of light ! thy beams display, 

My drooping joys restore. 
And guide me to the seats of day. 
Where wdnter frowns no more. 

Mrs. Steele. 



HYMN CXCIL Common Metre. # 
Charity, 

1 O charityI thou heav'nly grace ! 

All tender, soft and kind ! 
A friend to all the human race, 
To all that's good inclined ! 

2 The man of charity extends 

To all his lib'ral hand ; 
His kindred, neighbours, foes and friends^ 
His pity may command. 

3 He aids the poor in their distress. 

He hears when they complain ; 
With tender heart delights to bless, 
And lessen all their pain. 

4 The sick, the pris'ner, poor and blinds 

x\nd all the sons of grief, 
In him a benefactor find ; 
He loves to give relief. ^ 

5 'Tis love that makes religion sweet 

^Tis love that makes us rise^ 



HYMN 193. 



153 



With willing mind and ardent feet. 
To yonder happy skies. 

6 Then let us all in love abound, 
And charity pursue ; 
Thus shall we be with glory crown'd, 
And love as angels do. 

Proud. 

HYMN CXCm. Long Metre, ^or^^ 
Longing for Heaven. 

1 OcouldI soar to worlds above, 
That blessed state of peace and love^ 
How gladly would I mount and fly 
On angels' wings to joys on high ! 

2 But ah ! still longer must I stay, 

Ere darksome night is chang'd to day ; 
More crosses, sorrows, conflicts bear, 
Expos'd to trials, pains and care. 

3 Well, let these troubles still abound, 
Let thorns and briars fill the ground ; 
Let stornris and tempests dreadful come^ 
Till I arrive at heav'n, my home : 

4 My Father knows what road is best, 
And how to lead to peace and rest ; 
To him I cheerful give my all, 

Go where h^ leads, and wait his call : 

5 When he commands my soul away, 
Not kingdoms then shall tempt my staj ; 
With rapture I shall wake, and rise 
pTo join my friends above the skies. 

Pp.0UD, 



154 



HYMN 194 195. 



HYMN CXCiV. Commoil Metre. # 

The universal Extent of Christ's Kingdom* 
Isaiah ii. % 4. 

' 1 O'er mountain tops, the mount oiF God, 
In latter days, shall rise 
Above the summits of the hills, 
x\nd draw the wond'ring eyes. 

2 To this the joyful nations round, 

All tribes and tongues shall flow ; 
Up to the mount of God, they say, 
And to his house we'll go. 

3 The beams that shine from Zion's hill 

Shall lighten evVy land ; 
The King, who reigns in Salem's tow'rs^ 
Shall the whole world command. 

4 Among the nations he shall judge, 

His judgments truth shall guide ; 
His sceptre shall protect the just, 
And crush the sinner's pride. 

5 No war shall rage, nor hostile strife, 

Disturb those happy years ; 
To plough -shares men shall beat their swords. 
To pruning-hooks their spears. 

6 No longer hosts, encount'ring hosts, 

Shall crowds of slain deplore ; 
They'll lay the martial trumpet by, 
And study war no more. 

Scotch Paraphrases. 

HYMN CXCV. Common Metj-e. or b 
Obedience to God our Father. 

1 O God, my Father, I adore 
That all commanding name ; 



HYMN 196. 155 



It will my soul to life restore, 
And kindle all my flame. 

2 Entire, I bow at thy commands, 

My filial homage pay ; 
With heart and life, with tongue and hands, 
I'll cheerfully obey. 

3 I'll wilfully no more trangress, 

As I too oft have done ; 
But ev'ry sinful thought suppress. 
Each sinful action shun. 

4 Each day I live, I'll seek with care, 

My Father well to please ; 
And in this course will persevere, 
By thine assisting grace. 

5 Thus will I my relation claim. 

And call myself thy son ; ^ 
And whilst I bear the glorious name. 
My Father's rights will own. 

6 I will ; but thou must strength impart. 

This promise to fulfil ; 
Lord, write thy law upon rny heart, 
That I may do thy will. ^ 

HY-MN CXCVI. Long Metre. ^ or b 
Brotherly Love. 

1 O God, our Father and our King, 
Of all we have or hope, the spring ; 
Send down thy Spirit from above, 
And fill our hearts with holy love. 

2 May we from ev'ry act abstain 

. That hurts, or gives our neighbour pain, 
And ev'ry secret wish suppress 
That woiikl abridge his liappiness. 



156 HYMN 197. 

3 Still may we find our hearts inClin'd 
To act the friend to all mankind ; 
Still seek their safety, health and ease. 
Their virtue and eternal peace. 

4 With pity may our breast overflow, 
When we behold a wretch in wo ; 
And bear a sympathizing part 
With all who are of heavy heart. 

5 Let love in all our conduct shine. 
An image fair, though faint, of thine ; 
Thus may we his disciples prove 
Who came to manifest thy love. 

, Salisbury C ollection . 

HYMN CXCVIL Common Metre. ^ 

DRUM. ' 
A general Hymn of Praise. • ' 

1 O God, we praise thee, and confess 

That thou the only Lord 
And everlasting Father art, 
By all the earth ador'd. 

2 To thee all angels cry aloud. 

To thee the pow'rs on high, 
Both Cherubim and Seraphim, 
Continually do cry : 

3 O holy, holy, holy Lord, 

Whom heav'nly host3 obey ! 
The world is with the glory fill'd 
Of thy majestick sway. 

4 Th' apostles' glorious company, 

And prophets crown'd with light, 
With all the martyrs' noble host, 
Thy constant praise recite. 



HYMN 198. 



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5 The holy Church throughout the world, 

O Lord, confesses thee. 
That thou eternal Father art, 
Of boundless majesty. 

6 Thy honoured, true, and only Son, 

And Holy Ghost, the spring 
Of never ceasing joy ; O Christ, 
Of glory thou art King. 

Patrick. 

HYMN CXCVIII. Long Metre, # 
The Glory and Safety of the Church, 

1 O KAPPY Church, celestial bride, 
Thy Husband will with thee reside ; 
With matchless glory thou shalt shine, 
In robes of honour all divine. 

2 Silver and gold her happy dress. 
Truth, meekness, love and righteousness : 
Holy without, and pure within, 

. Free from the guilt of reigning sin. 

3 Her laws and doctrines just and right, 
Her priests the ministers of light ; 
Her order from the courts above, 
And all her service done in love. 

4 Her discipline is from the word, 
Her head and ruler is the Lord ; 
Her sons and daughters all agree, 
And live hi peace and charity, 

5 Her journey is the holy way 
Which leads to everlasting day ; 
And her eternal sure reward, 

A crown of glory with the Lord, 

Proud. 

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158 



HYMN 199, 200. 



HYMNCXCIX. Common Metre. * 
The Ways of Wisdom. 

1 O HAPPY is the man vyho hears 

L istruction's faithful voice ! 
And who celestial wisdom mdkes 
His early, only choice. 

2 Her treasures are of more esteem 

Than east or west unfold ; 
And her rewards more precious are 
Than all their mines of gold. 

3 In her right hand slie holds to view 

A length of happy days ; 
Riches, with splendid honours join'd, . 
Her left hand full displays. 

4 She guides the young with innocence 

In pleasure's path to tread ; 
A crown of glory she bestows 
Upon the hoary head* 

5 According as her labours rise, 

So her rewards increase ; 
Her ways are ways of pleasantness, 
And all her paths are peace. 

Scotch Paraphrase. 

' HYMN CC. Common Metre. ^ or b 
Filial Submission. 

1 O Lord, my best desires fulfil. 

And help me to resign 
Life, health and comfort to thy will, 
And make thy pleasure mine. 

2 Why should I shrink at thy command. 

Whose love forbids my fears ? 



HYMN 201. 159 

Or tremble at the gracious hand 
That wipes away my tears ? 

3 No, let me rather freely yield 

VVhat most I prize to thee, 
Who never hast a gift withheld, 
Nor wilt withhold, from me* 

COWPER- 

4 I would submit to all thy will, 

For thou art good and wise ; 
Let evVy anxious thought be still. 
Nor one faint murmur rise. 

5 Thy love can cheer the darkest gloom. 

And bid me wait serene^ 
' Till hopes and joys immortal bloom, 
And brighten all the scene. 

6 My Father ! O permit my heart 

To plead her humble claim, 
And ask the bliss those words impart, 
In my Redeemer's name. 

Mrs. Steele, 

HYMN CCI. Commqn Metre. - * 
A Morning or Evening Hymn. 

1 On thee, each morning, O my God, 

My waking thoughts attend ; 
In whom are fcimded all my hopes, 
In whom my Vv^ishes end. 

2 My soul, in pleasing wonder lost. 

Thy boundless love surveys ; 
And, fir'd with grateful zeal, prepares 
tier sacrifice of'praise. 

3 When ev'ning slumbers press my eyes, 

With thy protection blest, 



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HYMN 202. 



In peace and safety, I commit 
My weary limbs to rest. 

4 My spirit, in thy hands secure, 

Fears no approaching ill ; 
For, whether waking or asleep, 
Thou, Lord, art with me still. 

5 Then will I daily to the world 

Thy wondrous acts proclaim ; 
Whilst all with me shall praise^ sing, 
And bless thy sacred name. 

6 At morn, at noon, at night, I'll still 

The growing work pursue ; 
And thee alone will praise, to whom 
Eternal praise is due. 

Liverpool Collection. 
^ HYMN ecu. Corninon Metre. ^ 5 
Resignation, or Good out of Evil. 

1 O Resignation ! heav'nly pow'r ! 

Our warmest thoughts engage ; 
Thou art the safest guide of youth. 
The sole support of age. 

2 Teach us the hand of love divine 

In evils to discern ; 
'Tis the first lesson which we need^ 
The latest which we learn. 

3 Is resignation's lesson hard ? 

On trial we shall find 
It makes us give up nothing more 
Than anguish of the mind. 

4 Resign, and all the pain of life 

That moment we remove ; 



HYMN 203. 



161 



The heavy load of grief and care, 
Devolves on One above. 

5 He bids us lay our burthen down 

On his almighty hand ; 
Supports our feeble frame, and makes 
Our weary feet to stand. 

6 What though we're swallow^'d in the deep.. 

And billows round us roar ? 
Like Jonah thou wilt safely keep, 
And guide us to the shore. 

7 Thy will, is welcome, let it wear 

Its most tremendous form ; 
Though tempests rise, we' know that thou 
Canst save us from the storm. 

Young, altered. 



HYMN CCIIL Common Metre, 5 
Desire of Communion with God. 

1 O THAT I knew the secret place 

Where I might find my God ! 
rd spread my wants before his face, 
And pour my woes abroad. 

2 Pd tell him how my sins arise ; 

What sorrows I sustain ; 
How strength decays, and comfort dies, 
And leaves my heart in pain. 

3 He knows what arguments I'd take 

To wrestle with my God ; 
I'd plead for his own mercy's sake. 
And plea,d my Saviour's blood. 
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162 HYMN 204. 

4 My God will pity my complaints, 

And heal my broken bones ; 
He knows the meaning of his saints, 
The language of their groans. 

5 Arise, my soul, from deep distress, 

And banish evVy fear ; 
He calls me to his throne of grace, 
To spread my sorrows there. 

WAtts. 



HYMNCCIV. Long Metre, ^ 
On the dangerous Sickness of a Minister. 

1 O Thou, before whose gracious throne 
We bow our suppliant spirits down ; 
Thou ktiow'st the anxious cares we feel, 
And all our trembling lips would tell. 

2 Thou only canst assuage our grief, 
And give our sorrowing hearts relief ; 
In mercy then thy servant spare. 
Nor turn aside thy people's pray'r. 

3 Avert thy desolating stroke. 

Nor smite the shepherd of the flock ; 
Restore him, sinking to the grave, 
Stretch out thine arm, make haste to sav^. 

4 Bound to each soul by tender ties. 
In evVy heart his image lies ; 
Thy pitying aid, O God, impart. 

Nor rend him from each bleeding heart. 

5 But if our supplications fail. 

And pray'rs and tears cannot prevail, 
Be thou his strength, be thou his stay, 
Support him through the gloomy way. 



HYMN 205. 



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6 Around him may thy angels stand, 
Waiting the signal of thy hand, 
To bid his happy spirit rise, 
And bear him to their native skies. 

Rippon's Collection. 

HYMN CCV. Common Metre. # or b 

The Christian's resolution, founded on Jacob's vow. 
Gen. xxviii. 20. 

1 O Thou, by whose all bomiteous hand 

Thy people still are fed ; ^ 
Who through life's weary pilgrimage 
Hast all our fathers led ; 

2 To thee our humble vow we raise, 

To thee address our pray'r ; 
And in thy kind and faithful hand 
Deposite all our care. 

3 If thou, through each perplexing path, 

Wilt be our constant guide ; 
If thou wilt daily food supply, 
And raiment wilt provide ; 

4 If thou wilt spread thy shield around. 

Till all our wand'rings cease. 
And at our Father's safe abode 
Our souls arrive in peace ; 

5 To thee, as to our covenant God, 

Ourselves we will resign ; 
And count that all on earth we have, 
And e'en our life is thine. 

DODDRIDO?: 



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HYMN 206, 207. 



HYMNCCVI. Common Metre. b 
The contrite Heart. 

1 O Thou, whose tender mercy hears 

Contrition's humble sigh ; 
Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears ' 
From sorrow's weeping eye ! 

2 See ! low before thy throne of grace, 

A wretched wand'rer mourn ; 
Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? 
Hast thou not said — Return ? 

3 And shall my guilty fears pre\'aii, 

To drive me from thy feet ■? 
O let not this dear refuge fail, 
This only safe retreat ! 

4 Absent from thee, my guide, my light, 

Without one cheering ray, 
Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night- 
How desolate my way ! 

5 O shine on this benighted heart., ^ 

With beams of mercj^ shine ! 
And let thy healing voice impart 
A taste of joys divine. 

6 Thy presence only can bestow 

Delights v;hich never cloy ; 
Be this my comfort here below, 
And my eternal joy. 

Mrs. St eele. 

HYMNCCyil. Long Metre. ^ or b 
The Importance of Time, 

1 O TIME, how fevy thy value w^eigh ! 
How few will estimate a day ! 



HYMN 208- 



165 



Days, months and years are rolling on, 
The soul neglected and undone. 

2 In painful cares or empty joys 
Our life its precious hours destroys ; 
Whilst death stands watching at our side, 
Eager to stop the living tide. 

3 Was it for this, ye mortal race, 

, Your Maker gave you here a place ? 
Was it for this, his thought designed 
The frame of your immortal mind ? 

4 For nobler cares, for joys sublime. 
He fashion VI all the sons of time ; 
Pilgrims on earth, but soon to be 
The heirs of immortality. 

5 This season of your being, knovv^, 
Is giv'n to you, your seeds to sow ; 
Wisdom and folly's diff*'ring grain 
In future worlds is bliss and pain. • 

6 Then let me ev'ry day review, 
Idle or busy, search it through ; 
And whilst probation's minutes last, 
Let ev'ry day amend the past. 

_ ^ Scott . 

HYMN CCVIII. Common Metre. #orb 
Prudence. 

1 O 'tis a lovely thing to see 

A man of prudent heart ! 
Whose thoughts and lips and life agree 
To act a useful part. 

2 When envy, strife and wars begin 

In little angry souls, 



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HYMN 209. 



Mark how the sons of peace come in, 
And quench the kindUng coals. 

3 Tlieir minds are humble, mild and meek, 

Nor does their anger rise ; 
Nor passion moves their lips to speak, 
Nor pride exalts their eyes. 

4 Their lives are prudence mix'd with love ; 

Good^vvorks employ tlieir day ; 
They join the serpent with the dove, 
But cast the sting away. 

5 Such was the Saviour of mankind ; 

Such pleasures he pursued ; 
His manners gentle and refin'd, 
His soul divinely good. 

HYMN CCIX. Long Metre. b 
Importunate Prayer. Ask, and ye shall receive.*' 
Matt. vii. 7, &c. 

1 Our Father, thron'd above the sky. 
To thee, our empty hands we spread ; 
Thy children at thy footstool lie, 
And ask thy blessings on their head. 

2 Let mercy all our sins dispel, 
As clouds before the solar beam ; 
Our souls from bondage and from hell 
To liberty and life redeem. 

3 With cheerful hope and filial fear, 
In that august and precious name, 
By thee ordain- d, we now draw near, 
And would the promised blessing claim. 

4 Does not an earthly parent hear ^ > 
The cravings of his famish'd son ? 



HYMN 210. 



167 



Will he reject the filial pray'r, 

Or mock him with a cake of stone ? 

5 Our heav'nly Father, how much more 
Will thy divine compassion rise ; 
And open thy unbounded store 

To satisfy thy children's cries ? 

6 Yes, we w^ill ask, and seek, and press 
For gracious audience to thy seat ; 
Still hoping, waiting for success, 

If persevering to entreat. 

7 For Jesus in his faithful word 
The patient supplicant has blest ; 
And all thy saints with one accord 
The prevalence of pray'r attest. 

Scott. 



HYMN CCX, Short Metre, * or b 
Communion with GdcI and Christ, 

1 Our heav'nly Father calls, 

And Christ invites us near ; 
With both, our friendship shall be sweet, 
And our communion dear. 

2 God pities all my griefs, 

He pardons ev'ry day ; 
Almighty to protect my soul, 
And wise to guide my way. * 

' 3 How large his bounties are ! 

What various stores of good, 
Diffused from my Redeemer's hand. 
And purchased w ith his blood ! 
4 Jesus, my living head, 
I bless thy feithful care, 



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HYMN 211. 



My Advocate before the throne, 
And my Fore-runner there. 
5 Here fix my roving heart, 

Here wait my warmest love, 

Till the communion be complete, 
In nobler scenes above. 

Doddridge. 



HYMN CCXI. Hallelujah Metre. # 
Christ seen of Angels. 

1 O YE immortal throng 

Of angels round the throne, 
Join with our feeble song, 
And make the Saviour known ; 

On earth ye knew His wondrous grace ; 

His radiant face In heav'n ye view. 

2 Ye saw the heaven-born Child 
In human flesh array'd ; '] 
How innocent and mild. 
When in the manger laid ! 

And praise to God, And peace on earth, 
For such a birth, Proclaim'd aloud. 

3 Ye in the wilderness 
Beheld the tempter spoil'd. 
Well known in ev'ry dress, 
In ev'ry combat foil'd ; 

Ye loin'd to crown The Victor's head, 
When Satan fled ^ Before his frown. 

4 Ye kept a silent guard 
Around his sleeping head, 
Till the bright morn appeared, 
Which wak'd him from the dead : 

Then roU'd the stone, And all ador'd 
Your rising Lord, With joy unknown. 



HYMN 212. 169 



5 When all array'd in light, 
The shining Conq'ror rode, 
Ye hail'd his raptVous flight, 
Up to the throne of God ; 

And wav'd around Your ardent wings, 
And tun'd your strings, Of noblest sound. 

6 The warbling notes pursue. 
And louder anthems raise ; 
Whilst mortals sound with you 
Their own Redeemer's praise. 

And tlrou, my soul. With equal flame, 
His praise proclaim, Whilst ages roll. 

Doddridge, altered. 
HYMN CCXIl. Long Metre. * or b 
Patience. 

1 Patience, O what a grace divine, 
Sent from the God of peace and iove ! 
That leans upon its Father's hand. 
As through the wilds of life we rove. 

2 By patience we serenely bear 
The troubles of our mortal state ; 
And wait contented our discharge, 
Nor think our glory comes too late. 

3 Though we in full sensation feel 

The weight, the wounds our God ordainsj 
We smile amidst our heaviest woes, 
And triumph in our sharpest pains. 

4 O for this grace to aid us on, 
And arm with fortitude the breast ; 
Till life's tumultuous voyage is o'er, 

We reach the port of endless rest ! ^ 
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HYMN 213. 



5 Faith into vision shall be brought, . 
Hope shall in full enjoyment die ; 
And patience in possession end M 
In the bright world of bliss on high. ||| 

Rippon's Collection,' 



HYMN CCXIII. Cominon Metre. ^ or b 
The. Peace and Consolation of a Christian. 

1 Peace, all ye sorrows of the he-art, 

And ev'ry tear be dry ; 
Tlie christian ne'er can be forlorn, 
Who views his Saviour nigh. 

2 " Let not your sorrows rise," he says, 

" Nor be your souls afraid : 
" Trust in your God's almighty name, 
" And trust your Saviour's aid. 

3 ^' Fair mansions in my Father's house 

For all his children wait ; 
" And I, your elder Brother, go 
" To open wide the gate. 

4 And if I thither go before, 
" A dwelling to prepare, 

" I surely will return again, 
" That I may fix you there. 

5 " United in eternal love, 

" My people shall remain, 
" And with rejoicing heart shall share 
" The glories of my reign." 

6 Thy gracious words, O Lord, we hear, 

And cordial joys they bring ; 
Frail nature may extort a groan. 
But death has lost its sting. 

Doddridge, 



HYMN 214, 215. 



171 



HYMN CCXIV. Common Metre, b 
Submission to afflictive Providence. 

1 Peace, my complaining, doubting heart. 

Ye busy cares, be still 
Adore the just, the sov'reign Lord, 
Nor murmur at his will. 

2 Unerring wisdom guides his hand ; 

Nor dares my guilty fear, 
Amidst the sharpest pains I feel, 
Pronounce his hand severe. 

3 To soften ev'ry painful stroke, 

Indulgent mercy bends ; 
And unrepining when I plead, 
His gracious ear attends. 

4 Let me reflect with humble awe, 

Whene'er my heart conriplains ; 
Compar'd with what my sins deserve. 
How easy are my pains ! 

5 Great sovereign Lord, I own thy hand. 

Thou just and wise and kind ; 
Be ev'ry anxious thought suppress'd, 
And all my soul resigned. 

6 From evil thou wilt good produce, 

And light from darkness raise ; 
Thus thou wilt change my grief to joy, 
And turn my tears to praise. 

Mrs. Steele, with addition. 



HYMN CCXV. Common Metre. b 
The Trials of Virtue. 

1 Pl ac'd on the verge of youth, my mind 
Life's op'ning scene survey'd ; 



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HYMN 215. 



1 view'd its ills of various kinds, 
Afflicted and afraid. 

2 But chief my fear the dangers mov'd 

That virtue's path enclose ; 
My heart the wise pursuit approved ; 
But oh, what toils oppose ! 

3 For see, while yet her unknown ways 

With doubtful step I tread, 
A hostile world its terrors raise, 
Its snares delusive spread. 

4 O how shall I, with heart prepar'd, 

Those terrors learn to meet ? 
How from the thousand snares to guard 
My inexperienc'd feet ? 

5 Let faith suppress each rising fear. 

Each anxious doubt exclude ; 
My Maker's will has placed me here, 
A Maker wise and good. - 

$ He to my ev'ry trial knows ' 
Its just restraint to, give ; 
Attentive. to behold my woes. 
And faithful to relieve. 

7 Then why thus heavy, O my soul ? 

Say, why, distressful still. 
Thy thoughts with vain impatience roll 
O'er scenes of future ill ? 

8 Tho' griefs unnumbered throng thee round. 

Still in thy God confide ; 
Whose finger marks the seas their bound, 
And curbs the rolling tide. 

Merrick. 



HYMN 216. 



17S 



HYMN CCXVl. Sevens Metre, ^ # 
Praise in Prosperity and Adversity. 

1 Praise to God, immortal praise. 
For the love that crowns our days ; 
Bounteous Source of ev'ry joy, 
Let thy praise our songs employ. 

2 For the blessings of the field. 
For the stores the gardens yield. 
For the vine's exalted juice. 
For the gen'rous olive's use ; 

3 Flocks that whiten all the plain, 
Yellow sheaves of ripen'd grain, 
Clouds that drop their fattening dews, 
Suns that temp'rate warmth diffuse ; 

4 All that spring with bounteous hand 
Scatters o'er the smiling land : 

All that lib'ral auturnn pours 
From her rich o'erflowiilg stores ; 

5 These to thee, our God, we owe. 
Source, whence all our blessings flow ; 
And for these our souls shall raise 
Grateful vows and solemn praise. 

6 Yet should rising whirlwinds tear 
From its stem, the op'ning ear ; 
Should the fig-tree's blasted shoot 
Drop its green untimely fruit ; 

7 Should the vine put forth no more, 
Nor the qlive yield her store ; 
Though the sick'ning flocks should fall, 
And the herds desert the stall ; 

8 Yet to thee our souls shall raise 

^ Grateful vows and solemn praise ; 

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H YMN 217. 



And, when ev'ry blessing's flown, 
Love thee for thyself alone. 

Mrs Barbauld. 

HYMN CCXVII. Long Metre. # 
The Old and New Creation. 

J Pr aise to the Lord of boundless might, 
With uncreated glories bright ; 
His presence fills the world above, 
Th' eternal Source of light and love. 

2 This rising earth his eye beheld, 
When in substantial darkness veil'd ; 
The shapeless chaos, nature's womb, 
Lay buried in eternal gloom. 

3 " Let there be light," Jehovah said, 
And light o'er all its face was spreiid ; 
The world array'd in charms unknown. 
With all its new-born lustre shone. 

4 He sees the mind obscur'd within 
The shades of ignorance and sin ; 
And darts from heav'n a vital ray, 
That changes darkness into day. 

5 Shine, mighty God, with vigour shine 
Oh this benighted heart of mine ; 
And let thy glories stand reveal'd 

As in the Saviour's face beheld. 

6 My soul, reviv'd by heav'n- born day, 
Thy^ radiant image shall display, 
Whilst all my faculties unite 

To praise tlie Lord who gives me light. 

Doddridge. 



HYMN 218, 219. 



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HYMN CCXVIII. Shore Metre. # 
The Grace of God in Christ. 

1 Raise your triumphant songs 

To an immortal tune ; 
Let the wide earth resound the deeds 
Celestial grace hath done. 

2 Sing how eternal Love 

Its chief Beloved chose. 
And bade him raise our sinful race 
From their abyss of woes. 

4 His hand no thunder bears, 
Nor terror clothes his brow ; 
No bolts to drive our guilty souls 
To fiercer flames below : 

4 But mercy fill'd the throne 

Of the eternal sky, 
When Christ was sent with pardon down, 
To rebels doom'd to die. ' 

5 Now, sinners, dry your tears, 

Let hopeless sorrow cease ; 
Bow to the sceptre of his love, 
And take the offer'd peace. 

6 Lord, we obey thy call, 

W e lay an humble claim 
To the salvation thou hast wrought. 
And love and praise thy name. 

^ Watts. 

HYMN CCXIX. Common Metre. * or 5 
For a New Year. 

I Remark, my soul, the narrow bounds 
Of the revolving year ; 



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HYMN 220. 



How swift the weeks complete their round! 
How short the months appear ! 

2 So fast, eternity comes on, 

And that important day, 
When all that mortal life hath done 
God's judgment shall survey. 

3 Yet like an idle tale we pass 

The swift advancing year; ; 
And study artful ways t' increase 
The speed of its career. 

4 Waken, O God, my careless heart, 

Its great concern to see, 
That I rnay act the christian part, 
And give the year to thee. 

5 So shall their course more grateful roll, 

If future years arise ; 
Or this shall bear my waiting soul 
To joy beyond the skies. 

Doddridge. 



HYMN CCXX. Common Metre, ^ 
Salvation. 

1 Salvation ! O melodious sound 

To wretched dying men ! 
Salvation, that from God proceeds, 
And leads to God again ! 

2 Rescu'd from helPs eternal gloom, 

From darkness, fire and chains ; 
Rais'd to a paradise of bliss, 
Where love with glory reigns ! 

3 But O, may a degenerate soul, 

Sinful and weak as mine, 



HYMN 221. 



177 



Presume to raise a trembling eye 
To blessings so divine ? 

The lustre of so bright a scene 

My feeble heart o'erbears ; 
And unbelief almost perverts 

The promise into tears. 

My Saviour God, no voice but thine 
These dying hopes can raise ; 

Speak thy salvation to my soul. 
And turn my tears to praise. 

; My Saviour God, this broken voice 

Transported shall proclaim ; 
And call on all th' angelick harps, 
To sound thy glorious name. 

Doddridge. 



HYMN CCXXI. Common Metre. # or b 
Christ's Regard to little Children. 

1 See, Israel's gentle Shepherd stand, 

With all engaging charms ! 
- Hark, how he calls the tender Iambs, 
And takes them in his arms ! 

2 ^' Permit them to approach, (he cries,) 

Nor scorn their humble name ; 
" It was to bless such souls as tliese, 
^' The Lord of angels came." 

3 We bring them. Lord, with grateful hearts, 

And yield them up to thee ; 
Rejoic'd that we ourselves are thine, 
Thine let our offspring be. 

4 Ye little flock, with pleasure hear ; 

Ye children, seek his face ; 



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HYMN 222. 



And fly with transport to receive 
The blessings of his grace. 

5 If orphans they are left behind, jmd 
Thy guardian care we trust ; 
That thought shall heal our bleeding hearts, 
When weeping o'er their dust. 

Doddridge. 



HYMN CCXXIL Short Metre, ^ 
Christ the Wisdom of God. 

1 Shall AVisdom cry aloud, 

And not her speech be heard ? 
The voice of God's eternal word. 
Deserves it no regard. 

2 " I was his chief delight, 

His everlasting Son, 
Before the first of all his works, 
Creation, was begun. 

3 Before the flying clouds, 

Before the solid land, 
Before the fields, before the floods, 
I dwelt at his right hand. 

4 When he adorn'd the skies, 

And built them, I was there, 
To order when the sun should rise, 
And marshal ev'ry star. 

5 When he pour'd out the sea. 

And spread the flowing deep, 
I gave the flood a firm decree, 
In its own bounds to keep. 

6 Upon the empty air 

The earth was balanced well ; 



HYMN 223. 



179 



With joy I saw the mansion where 
Tiie sons of men should dwell. 

7 My busy thoughts at first 

On their salvation ran ; 
Ere sin appear'd, or Adam's dust 
Was fashion'd to a man. 

8 Then come, receive my grace, 

Ye children, and be wise ; 
Happy the man that keeps my ways, 
The man that shuns them, dies." 

Watts. 

HYMN CCXXUI. Common Metre. * 
The Nativity of Christ. 

''Shepherds, rejoice, lift up your eyes, 

" And send your fears away ; 
" News from the region of the skies, 

" Salvation's born tp-day. 

" The Son of God, whom angels fear, 
" Comes down to dwell with you ; 

" To-day he makes his entrance here, 
" But not as monarchs do. 

" No gold nor purple swaddling bands, 

" Nor royal shining things ; 
" A manger for his cradle stands. 
And holds the King of kings. 

Go, shepherds, where the Infant lies, 
" And sec his humble throne ; 
" With tears of joy in all your eyes, 
" Go, shepherds, kiss the Son." 

Thus Gabriel sang, and straight around 
The heav'nly armies throng ; 



180 HYMN 224. 



They tune their harps to lofty sound, 
And thus conclude the song : 

6 Glory to God^ who reigns above, 
" Let peace surround the earth ; 

^' Mortals shall know their Maker's love^ 
" At their Redeemer's birth." 

7 Lord, shall the angels have their songs^ 

And men no tunes to raise ? 
O may we lose these useless tongues, 
When they forget to praise ! 

8 Glory to God, who reigns above, 

Who pitied us forlorn ; 
We join to sing our Maker's love, 
For there's a Saviour bom. 

Watts. 



HYMNCCXXIV. Long Metre, b 
Faith in God in a Time of Distress, Hahakkuk iii. 17, IS 

1 Should famine o'er the mourning field 
Extend her desolating reign ; 

Nor spring her blooming beauties yield, 
Nor autumn swell the rip'ning grain : 

2 Should lowing herds and bleating sheep | 
Around their famish'd master die ; | 
And hope itself expiring weep, f 
Whilst life deplores its last supply : 

3 Amidst the dark, the deathful scene, 
If I c<m say, The Lord is mine, 
The joy shall triumph o'er the pain. 
And glory dawn, though life decline. 

4 The God of my salvation lives, 
My nobler life he will sustain ; 



HYMN 225. 



181 



His word immortal . vigour gives, ^ 
Nor shall my hope or trust be vain. 

5 Thy presence, Lord, can cheer my heart, 
Though evVy earthly comfort die ; 
Thy love can bid my pain depart, 

And raise my sacred pleasures high. ^ 

6 O let me hear thy blissful voice, 
Inspiring life and joys divine ! 
The barren destrt shall rejoice ; 
'Tis paradise if thou be mine. 

■ Mrs. Steele. 

HYMN CCXXV. Common Metre. # 
Christ the Supreme Beauty. Isaiah xxxiii. 17. 

1 Should nature's charms, to please the eye, 

In sweet assemblage join, 
All nature's charms would droop and die, 
Jesus, compared with thine. 

2 Vain were her fairest beams displayed, 
And vain her blooming 'store ; 

Her brightness languishes to shade, 
Her beauty is no more. 

But ah, how^ far from mortal sight 

The Lord of glory dwells ! 
A veil of interposing night 
His radiant face conceals. 

4 O could my longing spirit rise 
On strong immortal wing. 
And reach thy palace in the skies, 
My Saviour and my King ! 

There thousands worship at thy feet, 
And there, (divine employ !) 

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182 



HYMN 226. 



The triumphs of thy love repeat, 
In songs of endless joy. 

6 Thy presence beams eternal day 
O'er all the blissful place ; 
Who would not drop this load of clay, 
And die to see tny face ? 

Mrs. Steele. 



HYJVIN CCXXVI. Long Metre. ^ 
Faith in God's Names. 

1 Sing to the Lord, who loud proclaims 
His various and his saving* names ; 

O may they not be heard alone, 
But by our sure experience known. 

2 The great Jehovah be ador'd, 
Th' eternal, all-sufficient Lord ; 

He through the world most high confess'd. 
By whom 'twas form'd, and is possessed, 

3 Awake, our noblest pow'rs, to bless * 
The God of Abrah'm, God of peace ; 
Now by a dearer title known, 
Father and God of Christ his Son. 

4 Through ev'ry age, his gracious ear 
Is open to his servants' pray'r ; 
Nor can one humble soul complain 
That he hath sought his God in vain. 

5 What unbelieving heart shall dare, 
In whispers to suggest a fear ? 
While still he owns his ancient name, 
The same his powV, his love the same. 

6 To thee our souls in faith arise, 
To thee we lift expecting eyes ; 



HYMN 227, 228. 183 



And boldly through the desert tread, 
For God will guard where God shall lead. 

Doddridge. 

HYMNCCXXVII. Common Metre. #orb, 
The Brazen Serpent. 

1 So did the Hebrew prophet raise 
The brazen serpent high ; 

The wounded felt immediate ease. 
The sick forebore to die. 

2 " Look upward in th' expiring hour, 
" And live," the prophet cries ; 

But Christ performs a nobler cure, 
When faith lifts up her eyes. 

3 High on the cross the Saviour hung ; 
High in the heav'ns he reigns ; 

Here sinners, by the serpent stung, 
Look, and forget their pains. 

4 When God's own Son is lifted up, 
A dying world revives ; 

The Jew behplds the blessed hope, 
Th' expiring Gentile lives. ^ 

Watts. 

HYMN CCXXVIII. Long Metre. b 
On the Death of a Child. 

|l So fades the lovely blooming flow'r, 
Frail, smiling solace of an hour ! 
So soon our transient comforts fly, 
And pleasure only blooms to die. 

|2 To certain troubk we are born, 
Hope to rejoice, but sure to qiourn ; 



184 



HYMN 229. 



Ah, wretched effort ! sad reiiei ! 
To plead necessity of grief ! 

3 Is there no kind, no lenient art, 
To heal the anguish of the heart ? 
To ease the heavy load of care 
Which nature must, but dreads to bear ? 

4 Can reason's dictates be obey'd ? 
Too weak, alas ! her strongest aid ; 
O let religion then be nigh ! 

Her consolations never die. 

5 Her powerful aid supports the soul, 
And nature owns her kind control ; 
Whilst she unfolds the sacred page. 
Our fiercest griefs resign their rage. 

6 Then gentle patience sniiles on pain, 
And dying hope revives again ; 

Hope wipes the tear from sorrow's eye^ 
And faith points upward to the sky. 

7 The promise guides her ardent flight, 
And joys, unkno\yn to sense, invite, 

/ Those blissful regions to explore. 
Where pleasure blooms, to fade no more. 

Mrs. Steele. 

HYMNCCXXIX. Long Metre, * or b 
Holiness. 

1 So let our lips and lives express 
The holy gospel we profess ; 

So let our works and virtues ^hine, 
To prove the doctrine all divine. 

2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad 
The honour's of our Saviour God ■ 



HYMN 230. 



185 



When the salvation reigns within,^ 
And grace subdues the pow'r of sin. 

3 Our flesh and sense must be deny'd, 
Passion and envy, lust and pride ; 

' Whilst justice, temp'rance, truth and love, 
Qur inward piety approve. 

4 Religion bears our spirits up, 
Whilst we expect that blessed hope^ 
The bright appearance of the Lord, 
And faith stands leaning on his word. 

Watts. 



HYMN CCXXX. Common Metre. ^ 
The Hope of Heaven. 

1 Soon shall this earthly frame, dissolved, 

In death and ruin lie ; 
But better mansions wait the just, 
Prepared above the sky. 

2 A house eternal, built by God, 

Shall lodge the holy mind, 
When once the prison walls are broke 
In which 'tis now confin'd. 

3 Such are the hopes that cheer the just, 

These hopes their God hath giv'n ; 
His Spirit is the earnest now, 
And seals their souls for heav*n. 

4 What faith rejoices to believe, 

We long and pant to see ; 
We would be absent from the flesh, 
And present, Lord, with thee. 

Scotch Paraphrases, 

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186 



HYMN 231, 232. 



HYMNCCXXXI. Common Metre. * or b 
Human Misery and divine Consolation. 

1 The days how few, how short the year 

Of man]s so rapid race ! 
Each leaving, as it swiftly flies, 
A shorter in its place. 

2 They who the longest lease enjoy, 

Have told us, with a sigh, <MM 
That to be born, seems little more IPI 
Than to begin to die. 

3 Our hearts are* fastened to this world 

By strong and num'rous ties ; 
But ev'ry sorrow cuts a string, 
And urges us to rise. 

4 When Heav'n would kindly set us free, 

And earth's enchantment end' ; 
It takes the most effectual way,' 
And robs us of a friend* 

5 If we presume to counteract 

A sympathetick God, 
Have we not cause to fear the stroke 
Of his avenging rod ? 

6 If we resign, our patience makes 

His rod a gentle wand ; 
If not, it darts a serpent's sting. 
Like that in Moses' hand. 

■ - Young. 

HYMNCCXXXII. Long Metre. # 
Divine Providence towards Man and Beast. 

1 The earth and all the heav'nly frame 
Their great Creator's love proclaim ; 



HYMN 233, 



187 



He gives the sun his genial pow'r, 
And sends the soft refreshing sho^v'r. 

2 The ground with plenty blooms again, 
And yields her various fruits to men ; 
To men, who from thy bounteous hand 
Receive the gifts of ev'ry lai:d. 

3 Nor to the human race alone 

Is thy paternal goodness shown ; 
The tribes of earth, of sea and air. 
Enjoy thy universal care. 

4 Not e'en the sparrow yields its breath 
Till God permits the stroke of death ; 
He hears the ravens when they call, 
The father and the friend of all. 

5 Thy care, great God, sustains them all ; 
When urg'd by hunger's pow'rful call, 

' Expectant of the known supply, 
To thee they lift the asking eye. 

6 To thee, in ceaseless strains, my tongue 
Shall raise the morn and ev'ning song ; 
And long as breath inspires my frame, 
The wonders of thy love proclaim. 

Liverpool Collection. 



HYMN CCXXXIII. Long Metre, * or b 
Sinai and Sion. 

1 The God, who once to Israel spoke 
From Sinai's top in fire and smoke. 
In gentler strains of gospel grace 
Invites us now to seek his face. 

2 He wears no terrors on his brow, 
He speaks in love from Sion now ; 



188 



HYMN 234. 



It is the voice of Jesus' blood 

That calls us, wand'rers, back to God, 

3 God's servant, Moses, quak'd and fear'd, 
When Sinai's thund'ring law he heUrd ; 
But Gospel grace, with accents mild, 
Speaks to the sinner as a child. 

4 Hark ! how from Calvary it sounds, 
From the Redeemer's bleeding wounds : 
*' Pardon and grace I freely give. 

Then, sinner, look to me and live." 

5 What other arguments can mo»ve 
The heart that slights a Saviour's love ? 
O may that heav'nly powV be felt, 
And cause the siony heart to melt ! 

6 Else how shall we thy presence bear, . 
When as our Judge thou shalt appear ; 
When slighted love to wrath shall turn, 
And the whole earth like Sinai burn ? 

Newton". 



HYMN CCXXXIV. Co ^nmon Metre. ^ 
Room at the Gospel Feast. 

1 The King of heav'n his table soreads, 

And dainties crown the board ; 
Not Paradise, with all its joys. 
Could such delight afford. 

2 Pardon and peace to dying men. 

And endless life are giv'n ; 
And the rich blood that Jesus shed, 
To raise the soul to heaven. 

3^ Ye hungry poor, who long have strayed 
In sin's dark ma^es, come ; 




HYMN 235. 189 



Coine from the hedges and high ways, 
And grace will fiiid you room. 

4 Thousands of souls in glory now, 

Were fed and feasted here ; 
And tliousands more still on the way, 
Around the board appear. 

5 Yet is his house and heart so large, 

That thousands more may come ; 
* Nor. could the wide assembling world 
O'erfill the spacious room. 

6 All things are ready ; enter in, ' 

Nor weak excuses frame ; 
. Come, take your places at the feast. 
And bless the Founder's name. 

Doddridge. 



HYMN CCXXXV. Short Metre. # or b 
The Law and Gospel. 

1 The law by Moses came, 

But peace and truth and love ^ 
Were brought by Christ, a nobler name, 
Descending from above. 

2 Amidst the house of God, 

Their dift'rent works were done ; 
Moses a faithful servant stood ; 
But Christ a faithful Son. 

3 Then to his new commands 

Bie strict obedience paid ; 
O'er all his Father'^ house he stands 
The sov'reign and the head. 

4 The man who durst despise 

The law^ that Moses brought, 



190 HYMN 2f36, 237. 



Bt^hold how terribly he dies 
For his presumptuous fault ! 

5 But sorer vengeance falls 
On that rebellious race, 
Who hate to hear when Jesus calls, 
And dare resist his grace. 

Watts. 

HYMN CCXXXVI. Comjnon Metre. ^ or 5 
The New Covenant. 

1 " The promise of my Father's love 

" Shall stand for ever good,'' 
He said ; and gave his soul to death. 
And seal'd the grace with blood. 

2 To this new cov'nant of thy word 

I set my worthless name ; 
I seal th' engagment to the Lord, |M| 
And make my humble claim. 

3. Thy light and strength and pard'ning grace. 
And glory shall be mine ; 
My life and soul, my heart and flesh, 
And all my pow'rs be thine. 

4 Thus will I join my soul to God 
In everlasting bands ; 
And take the blessings he bestows; 
With thankful heart and hands. 

Watts and Doddridge. 

Hk^MN CCXXXVn. Long Metre. * 
The Reward of faithful Servants. Dan xii. 3. 

1 Th E H E is a glorious world on high. 
Resplendent with eternal day ; 



HYMN 237. 



191 



Faith views the blissful prospect nigh, 
And God's own word reveals the way. 

2 There shall the servants of the Lord 
With never fading lustre shine ; 
Surprising honour ! , large reward, 
Confeir'd on man by love divine ! 

3 How happy then the truly wise, 

W ho learn and keep the sacred road ! 
How happy they whom Heav'n employs, 
To turn rebellious men to God — 

4 To win them from the fatal way, 
Where erring follj^ thoughtless roves ; 
And that blest righteousness display, 

Wh h Jesus wrought, and God approves ! 

5 The shining firmament shall fade, 
And sparkling stars resign their light ; 

J But these shall know no change nor shade, 
For ever fair, for ever bright, 

6 No fancied joy beyond the sky, 
. No fair delusion is reveal'd ; 

'Tis God that speaks, who cannot lie, 
And all his word must be fulfiU'd. 

7 And shall not these cold hearts of ours, , 
• Be kindled at the glorious view ? 

Come, Lord, awake our active pow'rs. 
Our feeble, dying strength renew. 

8 On vv ings of faith and strong desire 
O may our spirits daily rise ; 

11 ||And reach at last the shining choir, 
I Bin the bright mansions of the skies ! 

I H Mrs. Steele. 

I 



192 HYMN 238, 239. 



HYMN CCXXXVIIl. Common Metre, * or b 
Death and Heaven. 

' 1 There is a house iiot made by hands, 
Eternal and on high ; ^ 
And here my spirit waiting stands, 
Till God shall bid it fly. 

2 Shortly this prison of my clay 

Must be dissolved and fall ; 
Then, oh, my soul, with joy dbey 
Thy hcav'nly Father's call. 

3 'Tis he, by his almighty grace, 

That forms thee fit for heav'n ; 
And, as an earnest of the place, 
Has his own Spirit giv'n. 

4 We walk by faith of joys to come ; 

Faith lives upon his word ; 
But whilst the body is our home, 
We're absent from the Lord. 

5 'Tis pleasant to believe thy grace, 

But w^e had rather see ; 
We would we absent from the flesh. 
And present, Lord, with thee. 

Watts. 



HYMN CCXXXIX. Common Metre. b 
The Humiliation of Christ Isaiah liii. 

1 The Saviour comes ! no outward pomp 
Bespeaks his presence nigh ; 
ISTo earthly beauties in him shine. 
To draw the carnal eye. 



HYMN 240. 



193 



2 Fair as a blooming, tender fiow'r, 

Amidst the desert grows ; 
So, slighted and despis'd by man, 
The heav'nly Saviour rose, 

3 They held him as condemn'd by Heav'n, 

An outcast from his God ; 
While for their sins he groan'd and bled 
Beneath his Fathers rod, 

4 With sinners in the dust he lay, 

The rich a grave supply'd ; 
Unspotted was his blameless life, 
Unstain'd by sin he died. 

5 His soul rejoicing shall behold 

The purchase of his pain ; 
And ev'ry sinner by him sav'd 
Shall bless Messiah's reign. 

6 He died to bear the guilt of men^ 

That sin might be forgiv'n ; 
He lives to bless them, and defend, 
And plead their cause in heav'n. 

Scotch P araphrases. 

HYMN CCXL. Common Metre. or 5 
The Resurrection of the Martyrs. Rev. vli. 

1 "These glorious minds, how bright they 
Whence all their white array ? [shine I 
How came they to the happy seats 
Of everlasting day ?" 

S From torturing pains to endless joys, 
On fiery wheels they rode ; 
And strangely washed their raiment white 
In Jesus' dying blood. 

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194 



HYMN 24L 



3 Sow they approach a spotless God, 

And bow before his throne ; 
Their warbling harps and sacred songs 
Adore the Holy One. 

4 The unveil'd glories of his face 

Among his saints reside ; 
While the rich treasure of his grace 
Sees all their wants supply'd. 

5 Tormenting thirst shall leave their souls. 

And hunger flee as fast ; 
The fruit of life's immortal tree 
Shall be their sweet repast. 

6 The Lamb shall lead his heav'nly flock 

Where living fountains rise ; 
And love divine shall wipe away 
The sorrows of their eyes. 

Watts. 

HYMN CCXLI. Long Metre, * 
The Voice of Nature. 

1 The spacious firmament on high, 
With all the blue etherial sky ; 

And spangled heav'ns, a shining frame, 
Their great Original proclaim. 

2 Th' unwearied sun, from day to day, 
Does his Creator's pow'r display, 
And publishes to evVy land 

The work of an almighty hand. 

3 Soon as the ev'ning shades prevail, 
The moon takes up the wondrous tale. 
And nightly to the listening earth 
Repeats the story of her birth. 



HYMN 242. 195 



4 Whilst all the stars that round her burn. 
And all the planets in their turn, 
Confirm the tidings as they roll, 

And spread the truth from pole to pole. 

5 What though, in solemn silence, all , 
Move round the dark terrestrial ball ; 
What though no real voice nor sound 
iVmidst their radiant orbs be found : 

6 In reason's ear they all rejoice, 
And utter forth a glorious voice, 
For ever singing as they shine, 
The hand that made us is divine. 



HYMN CCXLII. Long Metre. # or b 
Remembrance of Christ. 

1 " This do in memVy of your Friend." 
Such was the Saviour's last request, 
Who all the pangs of death enclur'd, 
That we might live for ever blest. 

2 Yes, we'll record thy matchless love, 
Thou dearest, tend'rest, best of Friends ! 
Thy dying love the noblest praise 

Of long eternity transcends. 

3 'Tis pleasure more than earth can give. 
Thy goodness through these veils to see ; 
Thy table food celestial yields, 

And happy they who sit with thee. 

4 But oh ! what vast transporting joys 
Shall fill our breasts, our tongues inspire, 
When, join'd with the celestial train, 
Our grateful souls thy love admire ! 

5 When these vile bodies, all refin'd, 
Perfect and glorious as thy own. 



195 HYMN 243, 244. 



Unwearied shall our minds obey, 
And lo in in worship nenr thy throne. 

HYMN CCXLIII. Common Metre, * or ^ 
The Testimony of a good Conscience. 

1 Though frightful snares beset me round, 

And threatening billows roll ; 
Though scandal and reproach abound. 
To vex my weary soul ; / 

2 A conscience pure can testify 

My heart to be sincere ; 
Presumption and hypocrisy 
All hateful still appear. 

3 ]VJy feet have kept the path divine, 

Though sinners did entice ; 
Nor do I yet from thence decline, 
To tread the paths of vice. 

4 God's word I treasure up, and prize 

Beyond all earthly good ; ' 
Compared with this, I may despise 
My necessary food. 

5 Censorious men, w^ho dwell at ease, 

May proudly on me tread ; 
My Saviour, whom 1 seek to please. 
My righteous cause will plead. 

6 His righteousness 1 shall behold. 

When light springs from al30ve ; 
And, tried, I shuli come forth as, gold, 
To praise liis wondrous love. 

Wallin. 

HYMN CCXLIV. Long Metre. ^ or b 
Christ the Image of the Invisible GocL 

1 Thou, Lord, by mortal eyes unseen, 
And by thy offspring here uiiknown, 



HYMN 245. 197 



To manifest thyself to men, 
Hast set thy image in thy Son. 

2 As the bright sun's meridian blaze ^ 
Overwhelms and pains our feeble sights 
But cheers us with his softer rays 
When shining with reflected light ; 

3 So in thy Son, thy pow'r divine, 
Thy wisdom, justice, truth and love, 
With mild and pleasing lustre shine, 
Reflected from thy throne above. 

4 Though harden'd Jews deny'd his claim> 
And turn'd away their scornful face ; 
Yet those who trusted in his name, 
Beheld in him thy truth ai\d grace. 

5 O thou, at whose almighty word 
Fair light at first from darkness shone, 
Give us to know our glorious Lord, 
And see the Father in the Son. 

6 Whilst we, thine image there display'd, 
With love and admiration view. 
Form us in likeness to our Head, 
That we may bear thy image too. 

Mason, altered. 

HYMN CCXLV. Common Metre. 
God our Refuge in Trouble. 

1 Thou Refuge of my weary soul, 

On thee, when sorrows rise. 
On thee, when waves of trouble roll. 
My fainting hope relies. 

2 To thee I tell each rising grief, 

For thou alone canst heal ; 
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198 HYMN 246. 

Thy promises can briiig relief 
For ev'ry pain I feel. 

3 But when these gloomy doubts prevail, 

I fear to call thee mine ; 
The springs of comfort seem to fail, 
And all my hopes decline. 

4 Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee ? 

Thou art my only trust ; 
And still my soul would rise to thee. 
Though prostrate in the dust. 

5 Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? 

And shall I seek in vain ? 
And can the ear of sovereign grace 
Be deaf when I complain ? » \ 

6 Thy mercy- seat is open still. 

There shall my soul retreat ; 
With humble hope attend thee still. 
And wait beneath thy feet. 

Mrs. SrkELE. 

HYMN CCXLVI. Long M^trc, 5 
Self-Examlnation. 

"I Thou vain intruding world, depart ! 
No more allure or vex my heart ; 
Let ev'ry vanity begone, 
I would be peaceful and alone. 

2 Here let me search my inmost mind, 
And try its real state to find ; 

The secret springs of thought explore. 
And call my words and actions o'er. 

3 Reflect how soon my life will end, 
And think on what my hopes depend ; 
What aim my busy thoughts pursue ; 
What work is done, and what to do. 



HYMN 247. 



199 



4 Eternity is just at hand ; 

And shall 1 waste the ebbing sand ? 
And careless view departing day ? 
And throw my fleeting time' away ? 

5 Be this my chief, my only care, 

My high pursuit, my ardent pray 'r — 
An interest in the Saviour's blood, 
A pardcm seaPd, and peace with God. 

6 Search, gracious God, my inmost heart, 
And light, and hope, and joy impart ; 
From guilt and error set me free, 

And guide me safe to heaven and thee. 

Mrs, Steele. 



HYMN CCXLVIL Long Metre. * or 5 
PP Seeking Christ the Shepherd. 

1 Thoi7, whom my soul admires above 
Ail earthly joys and earthly love. 
Tell me, my Shepherd, let me know. 
Where doth thy sweetest pasture grow ? 

2 Where is the shadow of that Rock, 
Which from the sun defends thy flock ? 
Fain would I feed among thy sheep, 
Among them rest, among them sleep. 

3 The foptsteps of thy flock I see. 
Thy sweetest pastures here they be ! 

A wondrous feast thy love prepares, [tears. 
Bought by thy wounds, and groans, and 

4 His sacred fl^sh he nlakes my food, 
And bids me drink his precious blood ; 
Here to this feast my soul will come. 
Till my Beloved lead me home; 



200 HYMN 948, 249. 

HYMN CCXLVMl. Long Metre. . ^ or b 
The Vanity of Forms without Virtue. 

1 Tk' uplifted eye and bended knee 
Are but vain homage, Lord, to thee ; 
In vain our lips thy praise prolong, 

The heart a stranger to the song. ^ 

2 Can rites, and forms, and flaming zeal, 
The breaches of thy precepts heal ? 
Can fasts and penance reconcile 

Thy justice, and obtain thy smile ? 

3 The pure, the humble, contrite mind, : 
Thankful, and to thy will resigned, \ 
To thee a nobler off 'ring yields, 

Than Sheba's groves, or Sharon's fields 

4 Than floods of oil, or costly wine, , 
Rolling by thousands to thy shrine ; ■ 
Or than if to thine altar led, 

A first-born son the victim bled. 

5 Be just and kind and humble too, 
In ail you say, in all you do ; 
To men, your charity impart, 

And love your God with all your heart. 

6 This truth, by ancient prophets giv'n. 
Was by thy Son confirmed from heav'n ; 
And, deep engrav'd, this great command 
Doth on eternal pillars stand. 

Reformed Liti^gy. 

HYMN CCXLIX. Long Metre. * or b 
Love to God and Man. 

1 Thus saitli the first, the great command^ 
" Let all thv inward powVs unite 

To love thy Maker and thy God, 
^[ With sacred fervour and delight* 



HYMN 250. 



2 " Then shall thy neighbour, next in place, 

Share thine affections and esteem ; 
And let thy kindness to thyself 
" Measure and rule thy love to him/' 

3 This is the sense that Moses spoke, 
This did the prophets preach and prove ; 
For want of this the law is broke, 

And the whole law's fulfilPd by love. 

4 But oh, how base our passions are ! 
HoW' cold our charity and zeal ! 
Lord, fill our souls with heav'nly fire, 
Or we shall ne'er perform thy will. 

Watts. 



HYMN CCL. Long Metre. * or b 

God dwelling with the humble. 

|[ Thus saith the high and lofty One, 
" I sit upon my holy throne ; 
My name is God, I dwell on high, 
Dwell in my own eternity. ^ 

2 " But I descend to worlds below, 
On earth I have a mansion too ; 
Th^ humble spirit and contrite 

Is an abode of my delight. 

3 " The humble soul my words revive, 
I bid the mourning sinner live ; 
Heal all the broken hearts I find. 
And ease the sorrows of the mind. 

4 "When I contend against their sin, 

I make them know how vile they've been ; 
But should my wrath for ever smoke. 
Their souls would sink beneath the stroke.^' 



202 HYMN, 251. 



5 O may thy pardoning grace be nigh. 
Lest we shouid faint, despair and die ! 
Thus shall our better thoughts approve 
The methods of thy chast'nij ig love. 

Watts. 

HYMN CCLI. Com.non Metre. # or b 
Characters of Christ. Isa. xlii. 3 , 4. 

1 Thus saith the Lord, who built the heav'ns, 

And bade the planets roll ; 
Who peopled all the climes of earth, 
And form'd the human soul ; 

2 Behold my Servant, see him rise, 
Exalted in my might ; 

Him have I chosen, and in hiiu 
I place supreme delight. 

3 On him, in rich effusion pour'd, 
My Spirit shall descend ; 

My truth and judgment he shall show 
To earth's remotest end. 

4 " Gentle and still shall be his voice, 

No threats from him proceed ; 
The smoking flax he shall npt quench, 
Nor break the bruised reed. 

5 The feeble spark to flame he'll raise, 
The weak will not despise ; - 

Judgment he shall bring forth to truth, 
And make the fallen rise. 

6 " The progress of his zeal and pow'r 

Shall never know decline. 
Till foreign lands and distant isles 
Receiv^e the law divine." 

Scotch Paraphrases. 



HYMN 252, 253. 



203 



HYMN CCLIl. Common Metre, * or b 
Children devoted to God. 

1 Thus saith the mercy of the Lord, 

" rU be a God to thee, 
I'll bless thy numVous race, and they 
Shall be a seed for me," 

2 Abrah'm believM the promis'd grace, 

And gave his sons to God ; 
But water seals the cov'nant now, 
Which then was seaPd with blood. 

3 Thus Lydia's house was sanctify 'd, 

When she receiv'd the word ; 
Thus the believing jailer gave 
His household to the Lord. 

4 Thus do thy saints, O faithful God, 

Thine ancient truth embrace ; 
To thee their infant offspring bring, 
And humbly claim the grace. 

Watts. 



HYMN CCLIII. Long Metre, # or b 
Christ's Commission l0 preach the Gospel. 

1 Thus spake the Saviour, when he sent 
His ministers to preach his word ; 
I'fiey through the world obedient went. 
And spread the gospel of their Lord. 

2 " Go forth, ye heralds, in my name. 
Bid the whole earth my grace receive ; 
The gospel j u biiee proclaim , 

And call them to repent and live. 

3 The joyful news to all impart. 
And teach them where salvation lies ; 
Bind up the broken, bleeding heart. 
And wipe the tear from weeping eyes. 



201 HYMN 254. g 

4 "Be wise as serpents where you go, 
But harmless as the peaceful dove ; 
And let your heav'n-taught conduct show 
That youVe commission'd from above.. 

5 Freely from me ye have receiv'd, 
Freely in love to others give ; 

Thus shall your doctrines be believ'd, 
And, by your labours, sinners live. 

6 All pow'r is trusted in my hands, 
I w^ill protect you and defend ; 
Whilst thus you follow my commands, 
I'm with you till the world shall end." 

7 Happy those servants of the Lord, 
Who thus their Master's will obey ! 
How rich, how full is their reward, 
Reserved until the final day ! 

HYMN CCLIV. Com7non Metre. 
' Divine Goodness to Man. 

1 Thy wisdom, pow'r and goodness, Lord, 

In all thy works appear ; 
But man thy bounties shall record, 
• For thy distinguish'd care. 

2 From thee, the breath of life w^e drew% , 

That breath thy pow'r maintains ; 
Thy tender mercy, ever new, 
V Our brittle frame sustains. 

3 Yet nobler gifts demand our praise, 

Of reason's light possess'd ; 
By revelation's brighter rays 
Still more divinely blest. 

4 Thy providence our constant guard, 

When threat'ning woes impend, 



HYMN 255. 



205 



Will either threatening dangers ward, 
Or timely succours lend. 

5 On us thy providence has shone 

With its propitious raj^s ; 

let our lips and lives make known 
Thy goodness and thy praise. 

6 All bounteous Lord, thy grace impart ; 

O teach us to improve 
Thy gifts with ever grateful heart, 
And crown them with thy love ! 

Mrs. Steele. 

HYMN CCLV. Short Metre, * or b 
The Voice of Wisdom. 

1 'Tis Wisdom's earnest cry, 

Wisdom, the voice of God, 
To young and old, the low and high. 
She speaks his will abroad. 

2 Within the human breast 

Her strong monitions plead ; 
She thunders her divine protest. 
Against th' unrighteous deed. 

3 Within the holy place. 

She calls with open arms ; 

How long, ye fools, will you embrace 

" Folly's deceiving charms ? 

4 " The race of men I love ; 

" In mercy I chastise ; 
" Severely faithful, I reprove ; 
" Hear, mortals, and be wise. 

5 " My doors are open wide ; 

" My table spread within ; 
" Come then, ye simple, turn aside, 
" And leave the paths of sin. 



206 



HYMN 256. 



6 " My joys, iinsensual taste, 

" Come, drink of wisdom's wine ; 
" No sorrow poisons my repast, 
" The banquet is divine. 

7 My ways are ways of peace, 
" My pleasures never cloy ; 

" The bliss I give will never cease, 
" But lead to endless joy." 

Scott, varied. 

HYMN CCLVi. Short Metre. * 
Preserving Grace. 

1 To God, the only wise, 

Our Saviour and our King, 
Let all the saints below the skies 
Their humble praises bring. 

2 'Tis his almighty love. 

His counsel and his care. 
Preserves us safe from sin and deaths 
And ev'ry hurtful snare. 

3 He v/ill present our souls, 

Unblemish'd and complete, 
Before the glory of his face. 
With joys divinely great. 

4 Then all the chosen seed 

Shall meet around the throne ; 
Shall bless the conduct of his grace, 
And make his wonders known. 

5 To our Redeemer God, 

Wisdom and pow'r belongs, 
Immortal crowns of majesty, 
And everlasting songs. 

Watts. 



HYMN 257, 2^8. 207 

HYMN CCLVII. Long Metre, ^ 
Divine Preservation. 

1 To heav'n my grateful soul ascends, 
On God alone for help depends ; 
His hand is my perpetual guard, 
His grace the source of my reward. 

2 The spreading skies by pow'r divine, 
In all their radiant glories shine ; 
From his command, the solid earth 
And all its stores deriv'd their birth. 

3 Inspected by his piercing eyes, 

No threatening snares my soul surprise ; 
My faithful Guardian never sleeps, 
My trembhng feet he safely keep^. 

4 Protected by his powVfuI arm, 
Should dreadful scenes our souls alarm, 
Our lives are safe ; his heav'nly care 
Defends us still from ev'ry snare. 

5 He guides our feet, directs our way, 
His morning smiles enliven day ; 
And when the sun withdraws the light, 
His presence cheers the shades of night, 

Liverpool Collection. 



HYMN CCLVlll. Long Metre. 
Communion with Christ. 

j 1 To Jesus, our exalted Lord, , 
That name, in heav'n and earth ador'd, 
Fain would our hearts and voices raise 
A cheerful song of sacred praise. 

2 But all the notes which mortals know 
Are weak, and languishing, and low ; 



208 HYMN 259. 



Far, far above our humble songs, 
The theme demands immortal tongues. 

3 Yet whilst around his board we meet, 
And worship at his sacred feet, 

O let our warm affections move, 
In glad returns of grateful love ! 

4 Yes, Lord, we love and we adore. 
But long to know and love thee more ; 
And whilst we taste the bread and wine, 
Desire to feed on joys divine. 

5 Let faith our feeble senses aid, 

To see thy wondrous love display^ ; 
Thy broken flesh, thy bleeding veins, 
Thy dreadful agonizing pains. 

6 Let humble penitential wo. 

With painful, pleasing anguish flow ; 
And thy forgiving love impart 
Life, hope and joy, to ev'ry heart. 

Mrs. Steele. 



HYMN CCLIX. Long Metre. # 
The Heavenly Conqueror. 

1 To Jesus, our victorious Lord, 
The praises of our lives belong ; 
For ever be his name ador'd. 
The subject of each thankful song. 

2 Enslav'd by sin, beset by foes. 
Undone and perishing, we lay ; 
His pity melted o'er our woes, 
To save the trembling, dying prey. 

3 He fought, he conquer'd, though he fell, 
Whilst with his last expiring breath 



HYMN 260. 209 



He triumph'd o'er the povv'rs of hell. 
And, by his dying, vanquished death. 

4 Now on his Father's throne he reigns, 
And all the tuneful choir above 
Resound, in high immortal strains, 
The praises of victorious love. 

5 Though still surviving foes arise, 
Temptations, sins and doubts appear. 
And pain our hearts, and fill our eyes, 
With many a groan, and many a tear ; 

6 Still shall we fight, and still prevail, 
In our almighty Leader's name ; 
His strength, whene'er our spirits fail. 
Shall all our active pow'rs inflame. 

7 Immortal honours wait above. 

To crown the dying Conq'ror's brow ; 
And endless peace, and joy, and love, 
For the short war sustained below. 

Mrs Steele. 

HYMN CCLX. Long Metre. b 
The Lord's Supper. 

1 'Tw AS on that dark and doleful night, 
When pow'rs of earth and hell arose 
Against the Son of God's delight, 
And friends betray'd him to his foes : 

2 Before the mournful scene began. 

He took the bread, and blest, and brake ; 
What love through all his actions ran ! 
What wondrous words of grace he spake ! 

3 " This is my body, broke for sin, 
Receive and eat the living food 

38^ 



210 HYMN 261. 



Then took the cup, and blest the wine, 
'Tis the new covenant in my blood.'' 

4 " In mem'ry of your dying Lord, 
Do this (he said) till time shall end ; 
Meet at my table, and record^ 

The love of your departed Friend. 

5 Jesus, thy feast we celebrate, 

We show thy death, we sing thy name ; 
Till thou return, and we shall eat 
The marriage supper of the Lamb. 

Watts. 



HYMN CCLXI. Common Metre, ^ or h 
The New Birth. 

1 Vain" are the hopes the sons of men 

On their own works have built ; 
The carnal mind is all unclean. 
And all its actions guilt. 

2 Let Jew and Gentile stop their mouthy 

Without a murm'ring w^ord ; 
And the whole race of Adam stand 
Guilty before the Lord. 

3 In vain we ask God's righteous law 

To j ustify us now ; 
When, to convince and to condemn, 
Is all the law can do. 

4 Not all the outward forms on earth, 

Nor rites that Moses gave, 
Nor will of men, nor blood, nor birth^ 
The guilty race can save. 

5 God's Spirit, like a heav'nly wind, 

Blows on the sons of flesh ; 



I 

I 



HYMN 262. 211 



Changes the heart, renews the mind, 
And forms the man afresh. 

Our quicken'd souls awake and rise 
From the long sleep of death ; 

To heav'nly things we turn our eyes, 
And praise employs our breath. 

The sins and follies of our mind 

Are crucified and dead ; 
By holy love our souls are join'd 

To Christ our living Head. 

Altered from Watts. 



HYMNCCLXII. Long Metre. b 
The Grave destroyed. 

1 Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb, 
Take this new treasure to thy trust ; 
And give these sacred relicks room 
To slumber in thy silent dust. 

2. No pain, no grief, no anxious fear, 
Invade thy bounds ; no mortal woes 
Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, 
Whilst angels watch its soft repose. 

3 So Jesus slept ; God's dying Son 
Pass'd through the grave and blest the bed 
1 hei^ rest, dear saint, till from his throne 

1 he mornmg break, and pierce the shade. 

4 Break from his throne, illustrious morn ! 
Attend, O grave, his sov'reign word ! 
Restore thy trust ; the glorious form 
Will then arise to meet the Lord. 

Watts, 



212 



HYMN 263, 264. 



HYMN CCLXIII. Short Metre. * 
The Lord's Day. 

1 Welcome, thou day of rest, 

That saw the Lord arise ; ' 
Welcome to this reviving breast, 
And these rejoicing eyes. 

2 The King himself comes near 

To feast his saints to-day ; 
Here we may sit, and see him here, 
And love, and praise, and pray. 

3 One day amidst the place, 

Where Jesus is within, 
Is better than ten thousand days 
Of pleasure and of sin. 

4 My willing soul would stay 

In such a frame as this. 
Till it is calPd to soar away 
To everlasting bliss. 

Watts, varied. 



HYMN" CCLXIV. Common Metre. -Ht 
The Victory and Dominion of Christ. 

1 We sing our Saviour's wondrous death, 

He conquerM when he fell ; 
" 'Tis finished !" said his dying breath, 
And shook the gates of hell. 

2 " 'Tis finished !" our Immanuel cries, 

The mighty work is done ; 
Hence shall his sov'reign throne arise, 
His kingdom is begun. 

3 A person so divine was he. 

Who yielded to be slain. 



HYMN 265. 



213 



That he could give his life away. 
And take his life again. 

4 His cross a sure foundation laid 

For glory and renown ; 
When through the regions of the dead 
He pass'd, to reach the crown. 

5 Exalted at his Father'^s side, 

Sits our victorious Lord, 
His saints from sinners to divide, 
To punish or reward. 

6 Live, glorious Lord, and reign above, 

And evVy tongue shall sing 
The riches of eternal love, 
The conquest of our King. 

Watts* varied, 

HYMN CCLXV. Common Metre. # or b 
Resignation in Death. 

1 What cannot resignation do ? 

It wonders can perform ; 
That powerful charm, "Thy will be done,'' 
Can lay the loudest storm. 

2 Haste, then, O resignation, haste ! 

'Tis thine to reconcile 
The mind to death ; at thy approach 
The monster wears a smile. 

3 What sight beneath the arch of heav'n 

Has most of heav'n to boast ? 
The dying saint, resigned, serene, 
And giving up the ghost. 

4 O for that summit of my v/ish, 

Whilst yet I draw my breath, 
That foretaste of eternal life, 
A glorious smile in death ! 

Young. 



214 



HYMN 266, 267. 



HYMN CCLXVI. Common Metre. # 
Gratitude for divine Mercies. Part I. 

1 When all thy mercies, O my God, . 

My rising soul surveys, 
Transported with the view, Pm lost 
In wonder,! love and praise. ' 

2 Thy providence my life sustained, 

And alt my wants redress'd. 
When in the silent womb I lay, 
Or hung upon the breast. 

3 To all my weak complaints and cries 

Thy mercy lent an ear, 
Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learn'd 
To form themselves in pray'r. 

4 Unnumbered comforts on my soul 

Thy tender care bestow'd ; 
Before my infant heart conceived 
From whom those comforts flow'd. 

5 When in the slippVy paths of youth 

With heedless steps I ran, 
Thine arm, unseen, convey 'd me safe, 
And led me up to man. 

6 Through hidden dangers, toils, and death, 

It gently clear VI my way ; 
And through the pleasing scenes of vice 
Where thousands go astray. 

Addison. 



HYMN CCLXVll. Com^non Metre, ^ 
Gratitude for divine Mercies, Part II. 

1 When pale with sickness, oft hast thou 
With health renew'd my face ; 
And when in sin and sorrow sunk, 
Revived my soul with grace. 



HYMN 268. 215 



2 Thy bounteous hand with worldly good 

Has made my cup run o'er ; 
And in a kind and faithful friend 
Has doubled all my store. 

3 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts 

My daily thanks employ, 
Nor is the least a cheerful heart, 
That tastes those gifts with joy. 

4 Through evYy period of my life, 

Thy goodness I'll pursue ; 
And after death, in distant worlds, 
The glorious theme renew. 

5 When nature fails, and day and night 

Divide the time no more, 
My ever grateful heart, O Lord, 
Thy mercy shall adore. 

6 Through all eternity to thee 

A joyful song I'll raise ; 
For O, eternity's too short 
To utter all thy praise. 

Addison, 



HYMN €CLXVm. Common Metre. # 
The Spring. 

1 When verdure clothes the fertile vale, 

And blossoms deck the spray ; 
And fragrance breathes in ev'ry gale, 
How sweet the vernal day ! 

2 Hark, hew the feather'd warblers sing J , 

'Tis nature's cheerful voice ; 
Soft musick hails the lovely spring. 
And woods and fields rejoice. 



216 HYMN 269. 



3 How kind the influence of the skies ! 

The show'rs, with blessings fraught, 
Bid verdure, beauty, fragrance rise, 
And fix the roving thought. 

4 Then let my wondering heart confess, 

With gratitude and love. 
The bounteous hand that deigns to bless 
The garden, field and grove. 

5 That bounteous hand my thoughts adore, 

Beyond expression kind. 
Hath better, nobler gifts in store. 
To bless the craving mind. 

6 O God of nature and of grace. 

Thy heav'nly gifts impart ! 
Then shall my meditation trace 
Spring blooming in my heart. 

7 Inspir'd to praise, I theii shall join 

Glad nature's cheerful song. 
And love and gratitude divine 
Attune my joyful tongue. 

Mrs. Steele. 

HYMN CCLXIX. Common Metre. # 
Strength from God. 

1 Wh E N c E do our mournful thoughts arise ? 

And Where's our courage fled ? 
^ Has restless sin and hopeless fear 
Struck all our comforts dead ? 

2 Have we forgot th' Almighty hand 

That form'd the earth and sea ? 
Or can the all-creating arm 
Grow weary, or decay ? ^ 

3 Treasures of everlasting might 

In our Jehovah dwell ; 



HYMN 270. 



217 



He gives the conquest to tne weak, 

And treads their foes to heli. \ 

4 Mere mortal powV shall fade and die, 

And youthful vigour cease ; 
But they who wait upon the Lord 
Shall find their strength increase. 

5 The saints shall mount on eagles' wings, 

And taste the promis'd bliss ; 
Till their imwearied feet arrive 
Where perfect pleasure is. 

Watts. 

HYMiSr CCLXX. Common Metre. # 
Victory over Death, through Christ. 

1 When death appears before my sight, 
JlW all his dire array, 
Unequal to the dreadful fight, 
My courage dies away. 
S How shall I meet this potent foe, 
Whose frown my soul alarms ? 
. Dark horror sits upon his brow. 
And vict'rj^ waits his arms. 
1:3 But see my glorious Leader nigh ! 
My Lord, my Saviour lives ; 
Before him death's pale terrors fly, 
And my faint heart revives. / 

4 Jesus, be thou my sure defence, 

My guard for ever near ; 
My faith shall triumph over sense. 
And never yield to fear. 

5 O may I meet the final hour 

With fortitude divine ! 
Sustained by thine almighty powV, 
The conquest must be mine. 

39 t 



218 HYMN 271. 



6 Lord, I commit my soul to thee, 

Accept the sacred trust ; 
Receive this nobler part of me, * .^j^ 
And watch my sleeping dust : iH 

7 Till that illustrious morning come, i 

When all thy^ saints shall rise ; 1 
And, cloth 'd in* thine irnmortal bloom, j 
Attend thee to the skies. i 

8 O let me join their raptur'd lays, 

And, with the blissful throng, ^ j 
Resound salvation, pow'r and praise 
In everlasting song ! 

Mrs. Steele. 



HYMN CCLXXI. Long Metre. ^ # 
Christ the Life of the Soul. 

1 When doubts and fears prevailing rise, 
And fainting hope almost expires, 
Jesus, to thee, I lift mine eyes. 

To thee I breathe my strong desires. 

2 Art thou not mine, my living Lord ? 
And can my hope, my comfort die, 
Fix'd on thine everlasting word, 

That word which built the earth and sky? 

3 If my immortal Saviour lives. 
Then my immortal hope is sure ;^ 
His word a firm foundation gives, 
Here let me build and rest secure. 

4 Here let my faith unshaken dwell ; 
Immovable the promise stands ; 
Not all the pow'rs of earth and hell 
Can e'er dissolve the sacred bands. 

5 Here, then, my soul, thy trust repose ; 
If Jesus is for ever mine, 



HYMN 272, 273. 



219 



Not death itself, the last of foes, 

Shall break a union so divine. Mrs. Steele. 

HYMN CCLXXIL Co?727non Metre. 
Thirsting after God. Isa xli. 17. 

1 When, fainting in the sultry waste, 

And parch'd with thirst extreme, 
The weary pilgrim longs to taste 
The cool refreshing stream ; 

2 Should, sudden to his hopeless eye, 

A crystal spring appear, 
How would th' enlivening, sweet supply 
His drooping spirit cheer ! 

3 So longs the weary fainting mind, 

Oppressed with sins and woes, 
Some soul-reviving spring to find, 
Whence heavenly comfort flows. 

4 Thus sweet the consolations are 

The promises impart ; 
Here flowing streams of life appear, 
To ease the panting heart. 

5 O when I thirst for thee, my God, 

With ardent, strong desire, 
And still, through all this desert road^ 
To taste thy grace, aspire ; 

6 Then, let my pray'r to thee ascend, 

A grateful sacrifice ; 
My plaintive voice thou wilt attend, ^ 
And grant me full supplies. 

Mrs. Steele. 



HYMN CCLXXIII. Common Metre, * or b 
The Discipline of God's Providence. 

1 When I review the crooked ways, 
Through which my feet have trod, 



220 



HYMN 274- 



I find incessant cause to bless 
And love my guardian God. 

2 Through all the labyrinth of life, 

My folly he pursu'd ; 
My wand'ring heart to quick return, 
How tenderly he woo'd ! 

3 I rarely plann'd, but cause I found 

My plan's defeat to bless ; 
Oft I lamented an event, 

Which turn'd to my success. 

4 When labVing under fancied ill. 

My spirits to sustain. 
He kindly cur'd with wholesome draughts 
Of unaffected pain. 

5 Sometimes he brought me near to death, 

And, pointing to the grave, ^ 
Made terror whisper ki)id advice, 
And taught the tomb to save. 

6 To raise my thoughts beyond where worlds 

As spangles o'er us shine ; 
One day he gave, and made the next 
My souPs delight resign. 

7 From what seem'd horror and despair, 

The richest harvest rose ; 
And gave me in the will divine, ^ 
An absolute repose. ^ 

Young. 



HYMN CCLXXIV. Long Metre, b 
Crucifixion to the World by the Cross of Christ. 

1 When I survey the wondrous cross, 
On which the Prince of Glory died, 
My richest gain I count but loss. 
And pour contempt on all my pride. 



HYMN 275. 



221 



2 Forbid it, Lord, that 1 should boast. 
But in the death of Christ, my God ; 
All the vain things that charm me most 
I sacrifice them to his blood. 

3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, 
Sorrow and love flow mingled down ; 
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet ? 
Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 

4 His dying crimson, like a robe. 
Spreads o'er his body on the tree ; 
Then am I dead to all the globe, 
And all the globe is dead to me. 

5 Were the whole realm of nature mine, 
That were a present far too small ; 
Love so amazing, so divine. 
Demands my soul, my life, my all. 

_ Watts, 

HYMN CCLXXV. Common Metre, # «r 5 
Trust in Cod's Word. 

1 When sin and sorrow, fear and pain. 

My trembling heart dismay. 
My feeble strength, alas, how vain ! ' 
It sinks and dies away. 

2 My spirit asks a firmer prop, 

I lean upon the Lord ; 
My God, the pillar of my hope 
Is thy unchanging word. 

3 On this are built the brightest joys 

Celestial beings know ; 
And 'tis the same almighty voice 
Supports the saints below* 
A J Tis this upholds the rolling spheres, 
And heav'n's immortal frame ; 



222 



HYMN 276. 



Then let my soul suppress her fears, 
My basis is the same. 
5 Thy sacred word, thy solemn oath 
For ever must remain ; 
I trust in everlasting truth, ^ 
Nor shall my trust be vain. 

Mrs. St EE LIS. 

HYMN CCLXXVI. Common Metre. # or 5 
Repentance and Pardon. Isaiah Iv. 

1 When sinners quit their wicked ways. 

Their evil thoughts forego, 
The God to whom their steps return. 
Returning grace will show. 

2 He pardons with o'erflowing love ; 

For, hear the voice divine ; 
My nature is not like to yours, 
Nor like your ways are mine. 

3 But far as heav'n s resplendent orbs 

Beyond this earth extend ; 
" So far my thoughts, so far my ways, 
" Your thoughts and ways transcend. 

4 Like as the sho.w'rs from heav'n distil, 
" Nor thither rise again, 

But swell the earth with fruitful juice, 
And all its tribes sustain ; 

5 "So not a word that flows from me 

" Shall ineffectual fall ; 
" But universal nature prove 
" Obedient to my call. 

6 " Where briers grew in barren wilds, 

" Shall firs and myrtles spring ; 
" And nature through her utmost bounds 
" Eternal praises sing.'^ 

Scot9h Paraphrases* 



HYMN 277, 278. 223 



HYMN CCLXXVII. Long Metre. ^ or b 
The Influence of the Divine Spirit. 

1 When the blest Comforter is nigh, 
'Tis he sustains my sinking heart ; 
Else would my hopes for ever die^ 
And evVy cheering ray depart, 

2 When some kind promise glads my soul^ 
Does not his kind and welcome voice ' 
The tempest of my fears control, 

And bid my drooping heart rejoice ? 

3 Whene'er to call the Saviour mine, 
With ardent wish my heart aspires, 
Can it be less than pow'r divine ^ 
Which animates these strong desires ? 

4 What less than thy almighty word 
Can raise my heart from earth and dust^ 
And bid me welcome to my Lord, 
My life, my treasure, and my trust ? 

5 And when my lively hope can say 
I love my God and taste his grace, 
Lord, is it not thy blissful ray 
Which gives the vision of thy face ? 

6 Let thy good Spirit in my heart 
For ever dwell, O God of love ; 
And light and heavenly peace impart ; 
Blest earnest of the joys above. 

Mrs. Steele. 



HYMN CCLXXVni. Common Metre, ^ 
The Pleasure of Religion. 

. 1 Wh e n true religion gains a place, 
And lives within the mind. 
The sensual life, subdu'd by grace^ 
And all the soul refin'd ; 



224 HYMN 279, 



2 The desert blooms in living green, 

Where thorns and briers grew ; 
The barren waste is fruitful seen, 
And all the prospect new. 

3 The storms of rugged winter cease, 

The frozen powers revive ; 
Spring blooms without, within is peace. 
All nature seems alive. 

4 O happy christian, richly bless'd ! 

What floods of pleasure roll ! 
By God and man he stands confessed 
In dignity of soul. 

5 Substantial, pure,^ his evVy joy ; 

His Maker is his friend ; 
The noblest business his employ. 
And happiness his end 1 

6 Ye sensual, worldly, proud and vain^ 

Your airy good pursue ; 
Let me religion's pleasure gain, 
I'll leave the world to you. 

PR0UI>, 



HYMN CCLXXIX. Common Metre. * or b 
The last Tempest. 

1 When wild confusion wrecks the air, 

And tempests rend the skies ; 
Whilst blended ruin, clouds and fire. 
In harsh disorder rise ; 

2 Safe in my Saviour's love I'll stand, 

And strike a tuneful song ; 
My harp all trembling in my hand, 
And all inspir'd my tongue. 

3 ril shout aloud, " Ye thunders roll 

And shake the sullen sky, 



HYMN 280. 



225 



" Your sounding voice from pole to pole 
" In angry murmurs try. 

4 " Let the earth totter on her base, 

And clouds the heav'n deform ; 
Blow, all ye winds, from ev'ry place, 
" And rush the final storm. 

5 " Come quickly, blessed hope, appear, 

Bid thy swift chariot fly ; 
" Let angels tell thy coming near, 
" And snatch me to the sky. 

6 " Around thy wheels in the glad throng 

I'd bear a joyful part ; 
All hallelujah on my tongue, 
All rapture in my heart." 

M. Byles. 



HYMN CCLXXX, Long Metre. * or b 
To Christ the Eternal Life. 

j 1 Where shall the tribes of Adam find 
The sov'reign good to fill the mind ? 
Ye sons of moral wisdom, show 
. The spring whence living waters flow. 
2 Say, will the Stoick's flinty heart 
, Melt, and this cordial balm impart ? 
: Could Plato find these blissful streamy 
Among his raptures and his dreams ? 
; 3 In vain I ask ! for nature's powV 
I Extends but to this mortal hour ; 
'Twas but a poor relief she gave 
Against the terrors of the grave. 
I A Jesus, our kinsman and our Lord, 
By angels and by men ador'd, 
Thou art our life ; our souls in thee 
Possess a full felicity. 



226 



HYMN 281. 



5 Let atheists scofF, and Jews blaspheme 
Th' eternal life and Jesus' name ; 

Yet our immortal hopes are laid 
In thee, our Surety and our Head. 

6 Thy cross, thy cradle, and thy throne, 
Are full of glories, yet unknown ; 
'Tis heav'n on earth, 'tis heav'n above, 
To see thy face, to sing thy love. 

Watts. 



HYMN CCLXXXl. Common Metre. * or b 
Mercy before Sacrifice. 

1 Wherewith shall guilty man appear 

Before Jehovah's throne ; 
Or how procure thy kind regard, 
And for his sins atone ? 

2 Shall altars flame, and victims bleed. 

And spicy fumes ascend ? 
Will these our earnest wish succeed. 
And make our God our friend ? 

3 Should thousand rams in flames expire, 

Would these thy favours buy ? 
Or oil that should for holy fire 
Ten thousand streams supply ? 

4 With trembling hands and bleeding heart 

> Should we our offspring slay ; 
Would this atone for ill desert, 
And take our guilt away ? 

5 " No," saith the Lord, " 'tis fruitless all, 

Such costly rites are vain ; 
" No victims from the field or stall 
" My favour can obtain. 

6 " But truth to men and justice show, 

And proofs of merqy give ; 



HYMN 282. 



227 



" Then humbly walk with God below, 
And you with God shall live. 

7 " Hands that are clean, and hearts sincere, 
I never will despise ; 
" And cheerful duty will prefer 
" To costly sacrifice." 

Liverpool Collection. 



HYMN CCLXXXIl. Common Metre. * 
The Nativity of Christ. 

1 Whilst shepherds watch'd their flocks by 

Near Bethle'm's happy ground, [night, 
The angel of the Lord came down, 
And glory shone around. 

2 " Fear not," said he, (for mighty dread 

Had seiz'd the troubled mind,) 
" Ghd tidings of great joy I bring 
To you and all mankind. 

S " To you, in David's town, this day 
Is born, of David's line. 
The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord, 
And this shall be the sign : 

4 " The heav'nly Babe you there shall find 

" To human view display'd ; 

But meanly wrapt in swathing-bands, 

" And in a manger laid.'' 

5 Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith 

Appear'd a shining throng 
Of angels, praising God, and thus 
Address'd their joyful song : 

6 " All glory be to God on high ! 

And to the earth be peace ! 



228 



HYMN 283. 



" Good- will henceforth from heav'n to men 
" Begm and never cease !" 

Patrick, or Tate. 

HYMN CCLXXXni. Long Metre. ^ or b 
Peace of Conscience. 

1 Whilst some m folly's pleasure roll, 
And seek the joys which hurt the soul ; 
Be mine that silent calm repast, 

A peaceful conscience to the last : 

2 That tree which bears immortal fruit, 
Without a canker at the root ; 
That ¥riend \yho never fails the just, 
When other friends desert their trust. 

3 With this companion in the shade, 
My soul no more shall be dismay'd ; 
I will defy the midnight gloom. 
And the pale monarch of the tomb. 

4 Though God afflicts, PU not repine, 
The noblest comforts still are mine ; 
Comforts which shall o'er death prevail. 
And journej^ with me through the vale. 

5 Amidst the various scenes of ills, 
Each stroke some kind design fulfils ; 
And shall I murmur at my God, 
When sovereign love directs the rod ? 

6 His hand will smooth my rugged way, 
And lead me to the realms of day ; 
To milder skies and brighter plains, 
Where everlasting pleasure reigns. 

Enfield's Collection, 



HYMN 284. 229 



HYMN CCLXXXIV. Coinmon Metre. # 
Devotion. 

1 Whilst thee I seek, protecting Pow'r ! 

Be my vain wishes still'd ; 
And may this consecrated hour 
With better hopes be filPd. 

2 Thy love the pow'r of thought bestow ^dj 

To thee my thoughts would soar ; 
Thy mercy o'er my life has flow'd ; 
That mercy I adore. 

3 In each event of life, how clear 

Thy ruling hand I see ! 
Each blessing to my soul more dear, 
Because conferred by thee. 

4 In ev'ry joy that crowns my days, 

In ev'ry pain I bear, 
My heart shall find delight in praise. 
Or seek relief in pray 'r. 

5 When gladness wings my favoured hour, 

Thy love my thoughts shall fill : 
Resign'd, when storms of sorrow lower,. 
My soul shall meet thy will. 

6 My lifted eye, without a tear, 

The gathering storm shall see ; 
My steadfast heart shall know no fear ; 
That heart will rest on .thee. 

Miss H. M. WiLLiAi^s. 

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230 



HYMN 285. 



HYMN CCLXXXV. Long Metre. # or ^ 
JREANIMATIOK. 
A Hymn for the Humane Society. 

1 Who, from the shades of gloomy night, 
When the last tear of hope is shed, 
Can bid the soul return to Ught, 

And break the slumber of the dead ? 

2 No human skill that heart can warm, 
Which the cold blast of nature froze ; 
Recal to life the perish'd form ; 
The secret of the grave disclose. 

3 But thou, our saving God, we know, 
Canst arm the mortal hand with pow'r 
To bid die stagnant pulses flow, 

The animating heat restore. 

4 Thy will, ere nature's tutor'd hand 
Could with young life these limbs unfold ; 
Did the imprison'd brain expand, 

And all its countless fibres told. 

5 As from the dust, thy forming breath 
Could the unconscious being raise ; 
So can the silent voice of death 
Wake at thy call, in songs of praise. 

6 Since twice to die is ours alone, 
And twice the birth of life to see ; 
O let us, suppliant at thy throne. 
Devote our second life to thee. 

Mrs. MoRTONi 



HYMN 286, 287. 



231 



HYMN CCLXXXVI. Lon^ Mttre, ' # 
Faith triumphant. 

1 Who shall the Lord's elect condemn ? 
'Tis God who justifies their souls ; 
And mercy, like a mighty stream, 
O'er all their sins divinely rolls. 

2 Who shall adjudge the saints to hell ? 
'Tis Christ who sufFer'd in their stead ; 
And, the salvation to fulfil, 

Behold him rising firom the dead ! 

3 He lives ! he lives ! and reigns above, 
For ever interceding there ; 

Who shall divide us from his love ? 
Or what shall tempt us to despair ? 

4 Shall persecution or distress, 
Famine, or sword, or nakedness ? 

He who hath lov^d us, bears us through, 
And makes us more than conq'rors too, 

5 Faith has an overcoming powV, 
It triumphs in the dying hour ; 
Christ is our life, our joy, our hope, 
Nor can we sink with such a prop. 

6 Not all that men on earth can do, 
Nor pow'rs on high, nor po\\'Vs below, 
Shall cause his mercy to remove. 

Or wean our hearts from Christ our love. 

Watts, 



HYMN CCLX XXVII. C. M, # or b 
Death and the Resurrection. 

1 Why do we mourn departing friends, 
Or shake at death's alarms ? 
'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends, 
• To call them to his arms. 



HYMN 288. 



2 Why should we tremble to convey 

Their bodies to the tomb ? 
There Jesus' sacred body lay, 
And left a long perfume. 

3 The graves of all his saints he bless'd. 

And softenM ev'ry bed : 
Where should the dying members rest, 
But with the dying Head ? 

4 Thence he arose, ascended high, 

And show'd our feet the way ; 
Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly. 
At the great rising day. 

5 Then shall the last loud trumpet sound. 

And bid our friends arise ; 
Awake, ye nations, from the ground ! 
Ye saints, ascend the skies. 

. , Watts. 

HYMN CCLXXXVIIL C. M. ^ or b 
" Looking at Things unseen. 

1 Why should the world's alluring toys, 

Detain our hearts and eyes ; 
-Regardless of immortal joys, 
And strangers to the skies ! 

2 These transient scenes will soon decay. 

They fade upon the sight ; 
And quickly will their brighter day 
Be lost in endless night. 

3 Their brightest day ! alas, how vain ! 

With conscious sighs we own ; 
Whilst clouds of sorrow, care and paia 
O'ershade the smiling noon. 

4 O could our thoughts and wishes fly 

Above these gloomy shades. 



HYMN 289. 233 



To those bright worlds beyond the sky 
Which sorrow ne'er invades ! — 

5 There joys, unseen by mortal eyes, 

Or reason's feeble ray, 
In ever blooming prospect rise, 
Unconscious of decay. 

6 Lord, send a beam of light divine 

To guide our upward aim ; 
With one reviving ray of thine 
Our languid hearts inflame. 

7 Then shall, on faith's sublimest wing. 

Our ardent wishes rise, [spring 
To those bright scenes where pleasures 
Immortal in the skies. 

Mrs. Steele. 

HYMN CCLXXXIX. Long Metre. * 
Marriage. 

1 With cheerful voices rise and sing 
The praises of our God and King ; 
For he alone can minds unite, 
And bless with conjugal delight. 

2 This wedded pair, O Lord, inspire 
With heav'nly love, that sacred fire ; 
From this blest moment may they prove 
The bliss divine of marriage love. 

3 O may they both increasing find 
Substantial pleasures of the mind ; 
Happy together may they be, 
And both united. Lord, to thee. 

4 To you, blest pair, your God hath giv'n 
To taste the love which reigns in heav'n ; 
His gift with all your pow'rs improve, 
And cultivate that virtuous love. 



234 



HYMN 2Q0. 



5 So may you live as truly one ; 
And when your work on earth is done, 
Rise, hand in hand, to heav'n, and share 
The joys of love for ever, there ! 

Proud. 



HYMN CCKC. Common rvietre. * or 5 
The penitent Thief. 

1 With deep contrition, grief and shame, 

The thief his crimes confessed. 
Then turn'd his dying eyes to Christ, 
And thus his pray'r addressed : 

2 " When to thy kingdom thou shalt comc> 

O Lord, remember me.'' ^ , 
" This day, with me in paradise 
Thy happy soul shall be." 

3 Thus spake the Saviour to a wretch 

Who languished at his side ; 
Whilst on the fatal tree he hung. 
And bled, and groan'd, and died. 

4 Jesus, thou Son, and Heir of heav'n, 

Thou Lord of all below, 
Though then unjustly thou wast brought 
To infamy and wo ; 

5 Yet quickly from that dreadful scene 

In triumph thou didst rise. 
Burst through the prison of the grave, 
And gain'd thy native skies ! 

6 Exalted to thy Father's throne, 

Pardon and life to give ; 
The penitent thou still dost hear, 
And bid the sinner live. 

Altered from Sten»st. 



HYMN 291, 292, 235 



HYMN CCXCI. Common Metre. * or b 
The First and Second Adam. 

1 With flowing eyes and bleeding hearts 

A fallen world survey ! 
See the wide ruin sin has made 
In one unhappy day. 

2 Adam, in God's own image form'd, 

See from his God estrang'd ! 
And all the joys of paradise 
For guilt and horror chang- d ! 

3 This fatal heritage bequeath'd 

To all his helpless race ; 
Through this dark maze of sin and wo, 
Thus to the grave we pass. 

4 But O, my soul, with rapture hear 

The second Adam's name ; 
And the celestial gifts he brings 
To all his seed, proclaim. 

5 What, though in mortal life they mourn ? 

What, though by death they fall ? 
Jesus, in one triumphant day, 
Transforms and crowns them all ! 

6 Praise to his rich transcending grace, 

Ev'n by our fall we rise ; 
And gain, for earthly Eden lost, 
A heavenly paradise. 

Mason, altered. 

HYxMN CCXCII. Cominon Metre. # 
Compassion of Christ. 

1 With joy we meditate the grace 
Of our High Priest above ; 
His heart is full of tenderness, 
Of pity and of love. 



236 



HYMN 293. 



2 Touch'd with a sympathy within, 

He knows our feeble frame ; 
He knows what sore temptations mean, 
For he endur'd the same. 

3 But spotless, innocent and pure, I 

The great Redeemer stood ; ] 
When Satan's fiery darts he bore. 
And did resist to blood. 1 

4 He in the days of feeble flesh 1 

Pour'd out his cries and tears ; 
And in his measure feels afresh 
What ev'ry christian bears. ' 

5 He'll never quench the smoking flax. 

But raise it to a flame ; 
The bruised reed he never breaks, 
Nor scorns the meanest name. 

6 Then let our humble faith address 

His mercy and his pow'r ; 
We shall obtain deliv'ring grace 
In the distressing hour. 

Watts. 



HYMN CCXGIII. Common Metre. # or b 
Repentance and Hope. 

1 With restless agitations tost, 

And low immers'd in woes, 
When shall my wild distemper'd thoughts 
Regain their lost repose ? 

2 O thou, the wretched's sure retreat, 

These tort'ring cares control ; 
And with the cheerful smile of peace 
Revive my fainting soul. 



HYMN 294. 



237 



3 Did ever thy paternal ear 

The humble plea disdain ? 
Or when did plaintive misVy sigh, 
Or supplicate in vain ? 

4 Oppress'd with grief and shame, dissolv'd 

In penitential tears, 
Thy goodness calms our restless doubts, 
And dissipates our fears. 

5 New life from thy refreshing grace 

Our sinking hearts receive ; 
For 'tis thy darling attribute 
To pity and forgive. 

6 From that blest source, propitious hope 

Appears serenely bright, 
And sheds its soft diffusive beam 
O'er sorrow's dismal night. 

7 My griefs confess its vital pow'r, 

And bless the friendly ray, 
Which ushefs in the glad serene 
Of everlasting day. 

Mrs. Carter. 



UYMN CCXCIV. Long Metre. # or 5 
Jesus Christ, the same yesterday, to-day and for eyer. 

1 With wonder, Lord, our souls proclaim 
Th* immortal honours of thy name ; 
Assembled round our Saviour's throne, 
We make his countless glories known. 

2 Ere Adam's clay with life was warm'd, 
Or Gabriel's nobler spirit form'd ; 
Before Creation was begun, 

Before all ages, was the Son. 



238 HYMN 295, 



3 Through all succeeding ages, he 

The same hath been, and still shall be ; 
Immortal honours crown his head, 
Though earth and skies wax old and fade. 

4 The same his pow'r his flock to guard ; 
The same his bounty to reward ; 

The same his faithfulness and love 
To saints on earth, and saints above. 

5 Let nature change, and sink, and die, 
Jesus shall raise his people high ; 

And place them near his Father's throne, 
In glory lasting as his own. 

Doddridge 



HYMN CCXCV. Common Metre. # or b 
The Christian's Farewell. 

1 Ye golden lamps of heay'n, farewell, 

With all your feeble light ; 
Farewell, thou ever changing moon, 
Pale empress of the night. 

2 And thou, refulgent orb of day, 

In brighter flames array 'd ; 
My soul, that springs beyond thy sphere^ 
No more demands thy aid. 

3 Ye stars are but the shining dust 

Of my divine abode ; 
The pavement of those heav'nly courts, 
Where I shall see my God. 

4 The Father of eternal light 

Shall there his beanis display ; ' 
Nor shall one moment's darkness mi^ 
With that unvaried day. 



HYMN 296. 



239 



5 No more the drops of piercing grief 

Shall swell into my eyes ; 
Nor the meridian sun decline, 
Amidst those brighter skies. 

6 There all the millions of his saints 

Shall in one song unite ; 
And eadh the bliss of all shall view 
With infinite delight. 

Doddridge. 



^ HYMN CCXCVI. Common Metre, ^or^y 
' Divine Goodness. 

1 Ye humble souls, approach your God 

With songs of sacred praise ; 
For he is good, immensely good, 
And kind are all his ways. 

2 All nature owns his guardian care, 

In him we live and move ; 
But nobler benefits declare 
: The wonders of his love. 

3 He gave his well beloved Son, 

To save our souls from sin ; 
• Tis here he makes his goodness known, 
And proves it all divine. 

i4 To this sure refuge, Lord, we come, 
And here our hope relies ; 
A safe defence, a peaceful home. 
When storms of trouble rise. 

Thine eye beholds, with kind regard, 

The souls who trust in thee ; 
Their hunible hope thou wilt reward 
With bliss divinely free. 



240 



HYMN 297. 



6 Great God, to thy almighty love 
What honours shall we raise ! 
Not all the raptur'd songs above 
Can render equal praise. 

, Mrs. Steele. 

HYMN CCXCVII. Long Metre. # 
Blessed are the Poor in Spirit. 

1 Ye humble souls, complain no more ; 
Let faith survey your future store : 
How happy, how divinely blest, 

The sacred w ords of truth attest ! 

2 W hen conscious grief laments sincere, 
And pours the penitential tear, 

Hope points to your dejected eyes 
A bright reversion in the skies. 

3 In vain the sons of wealth and pride 
Despise your lot, your hopes deride ; 
In vain they boast their iittle stores ; 
Trifles are theirs, a kingdom yours. 

4 A kingdom of immense delight, 
Where health and peace and joy unite ; 
A kingdom which shall ne'er decay. 
Though eardily kingdoms fade away. 

5 There shall your eyes with rapture view 
The glorious Friend who died for you ; 
Who died to ransom, died to raise 

To crowns of joy and songs of praise. 

6 Jesus, to thee I breathe my pray 'r ; 
Confirm to me my int'rest there ; 
Whatever be my lot below. 
This, this my soul desires to know. 



HYMN 298. 



7 O let me hear thy voice divine 
Pronounce the glorious blessing mine ! . 
Enroll'd among thy happy poor, 
My largest wishes ask no more. 

Mrs. Steele. 

HYMN CCXCVIIL Common Metre, M. 
The Invitation. Isaiah Iv. 

1 "Ye thirsty souls, approach the spring 

Where living waters flow ; 
Free to that sacred fountain, all 
Without a price may go. 

2 " How long to streams of false delight 

Will ye in crowds repair ? 
How long yoiir strength and substance waste 
On trifles light as air ? 

3 " My stores afford those rich supplies 

That health and pleasure give ; 
Incline your ear, and come to me ; 
The soul that hears shall live. 

4 " With you a cov'nant I will make, 

That ever shall endure ; 
The hope which gladden'd David's heart 
My mercy hath tnade sure. 

5 " Behold he comes, your Leader comes. 

With might and honour crown'd ; 
A witness who shall spread my name 
To earth's remotest bound. 

6 " See, nations hasten to his call 

From every distant shore ; 
Islands unknown shall bow to him. 
And Israel's God adore." 

Scotch Paraphrase?, 

41 



242 HYMN 299, 300. 

HYMN CCXCIX. Common Metre. ^ 
The Gospel Feast. 

1 Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor, 

Behold a roj'al feast ! 
Where mercy spreads her bounteous store 
For ev'ry humble guest. 

2 See Jesus st£(nds"with open arms, 

He calls, he bids you come : 
Guilt holds you back, atid fear alarms, 
But see, there yet is room ! 

3 In Jesus' condescending heart 

Both love and pity meet ; 
Nor will he bid the soul depart. 
That trembles at liis feet. 

4 Come then, and with his people taste 

The blessings of his love ; 
While hope attends the sweet repast 
Of nobler joj^s above. 

5 There, with united heart and voice, 

Before th' eternal throne. 
Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice, 
In ecstacies unknown. 

6 Apd yet ten thousand thousand more 

Are Vv'elcome still to come ; 
Ye longing souls, the grace adore ; 
Approach, there yet is room. 

Mrs. Steele. 



HYMN CCC. Common MeWe. ^ or b 
True and false Zeal. 

1 Zeal is that pure and heav'nly flame 
Tlie fire of love supplies ; 
Whilst that which often bears the name. 
Is self but in disguise. 



HYMN 301. 



243 



2 True zeal is merciful and mild, 

Can pity and forbear ; 
The false is headstrong, fierce and wild, 
And breathes revenge and war. 

3 While zeal for truth the Christian warms, 

He knows the worth of peace ; 
But self contends for names and forms, 
Its party to increase. 

4 Eeal has attain'd its highest aim, 

Its end is satisfy'd. 
If sinners love the Saviour's name, 
Nor seeks it aught beside. 

5 But self^ hov/evet well employed, 

Has its own ends in view. ; 
And says, as boasting Jehu cried, 
Come, see what I can do." 

6 Self may its own reward obtain, 

And be applauded here ; 
But zeal the best applause will gain 
When Jesus shall appear. 

7 This idol self, O Lord, dethrone, - 

And from our hearts remove ; 
And let no zeal by us be shown 
But that vv^hich springs from love. 

NEWxaN. 



HYMN CCCI. Short Metre. b 
Christ the Light of the World. 

1 Behold, the Prince of Peace ! 

The chosen of the Lord, 
God's well- beloved Son, fulfils 
The sure prophetic word. 

2 No royal pomp adorns 

This King of righteousness : 



244 HYMN 302. 



Meekness and patience, truth and love, 
Compose his princely dress. 

3 The Spirit of the Lord, 

In rich abundance shed, 
On this great Prophet gently lights, 
And rests upon his head. 

4 Jesus, thou light of men ! 

Thy doctrine life imparts : 
O nvay we feel its quick 'ning pow'r' 
To warm and glad our hearts ! 

5 Cheer'd by its beams, our souls 

Shall run the beav'nly way : 
The path, which Christ unwearied trod 
Will lead to endless day. 

Needham. 

mMN CCCII. 7s. Metre, ^ 
Christ's Invitations. Matth. xi. 28. 

1 Come! said Jesus' sacred voice. 
Come, and make my paths your choice ; 
I will guide you to your hom.e ; 

W earj^ pilgrim, hither come ! 

2 Thou who, houseless, sole, forlorn, 
Long hast borne the proud world's scorn 
Long hast roam'd the barren waste, 
Weary pilgrim, hither haste ! 

3 Ye who, tost on beds of pain, 
Seek for ease, but seek in vain ; 
Ye, whose svvoln and sleepless eyes 
Watch to see the morning rise : 

4 Ye by fiercer anguish torn. 

In remorse for guilt who mourn. 
Here repose your heavy care : 
A wounded spirit who can bear ? 



HYMN 303. 



245 



5 Sinner, come ! for here is found 
Balm that flows for ev'ry wound ;. 
Peace that ever shall endure, . 
Rest eternal, sacred, sure. 

Barbauld* 



HYMN CCCIII. 7s Metre, ^ 
Love to God and Man. 

1 Father of our feeble race, 
Wise, beneficent, and kind, 
Spread o'er nature's ample face, 
Flows thy goodness unconfin'd : 
Musing in tlie silent grove, 

Or the busy walks of men, 
Still we trace thy wondrous love. 
Claiming large returns again. 

2 Lord, what off'rings shall we bring. 
At thine altars when we bow ? ^ 
Hearts, the pure, unsullied spring, 
Whence the kind affections flow ; 
Soft compassion's feeling soul. 

By the melting eye express'd ; / 
Sympathy, at whose control. 
Sorrow leaves the wounded breast : 

3 Willing hands to lead the blind, 
Bind the wound, or feed the poor ; 
Love, embracing all our kind, 
Charity, with lib'ral store : 
Teach us, O thou heav'nly King, 
Thus to show our grateful mind, 
Thus th' accepted off 'ring bring, 
Love to thee, and all mankind» 

Taylor* 

41* 



246 , HYMN 304, 305. 

HYMN CCCIV. Common Metre, b 
Religious Retirement. * 

1 Far from the world, O Lord ! I flee, 

From strife and tumult far ; 
Fronl scenes where sin is waging still 
Its most successful war. 

2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, 

With pray V and praise agree ; 
And seem by thy sweet bounty made 
For those who follow thee. 

3 There, if thy Spirit touch the soul, 

And grace her mean abode, 
O with what peace, and joy, and love, 
She communes with her God ! 

4 There, like the nightingale, she pours 

Her solitary lays ; 
Nor asks a witness of her song, 
Nor thirsts for human praise. 

5 Author and Guardian of my life. 

Thou Source of light divine ; 
And all harmonious names in one. 
My Father — thou art mine ! 

6 What thanks I ov^ e thee ! and what love, 

A vast and boundless store, 
Shall echo through the realms above, 
When time shall be no more ! 

CoWPER. 

HYMN CCCV. Short Metre, b 
The Designs of Providence in the Changes and Revolutions 
of the World. 

I God, to correct the world, 
In wrath is slow to rise ; 



HYMN 306. 



247 



But comes at iciigth in thunder cloth'd, 
And a crkness veils the skies. 

2 His banners, lifted high, 

' The nations' God dechre ; 
And stain'i with blood, with terrors mark'd, 
Spread wonder and despair. 

3 All earthly pomp and pride 

Are in his presence lost ; [crowns, 
, Empires o'erturn'd, tlirones, sceptres, 
, In wild confusion tost. 

4 While war and wo prevail, 

And desolation wide ; 
In God, the sovereign Lord of all, 
The righteous still confide, 
j 5 Mysterious is the course 
Of his tremendous way : 
His path is in the trackless winds, 
And in the foaming sea. 

6 Yet, tho' now wrapt in clouds. 

And from our view conceai'd ; 
The righteous Judge will soon appear, 
In majesty reveal'd ! 

7 He'll curb the lawless powV, 

The deadly wrath of man ; 
And all the windings will unfold 
j Of his own gracious plan. 

Jervis altered. 

HYMN CCCVI. Is. Metre, 
A Penitential Hymn, 

^1 1 God of mercy ! God of love ! 
Hear our sad repentant song ; 
Sorro'v dwells on ev'ry face, 
Penitence on evVy tongue. 



248 



HYMN 307. 



2 Deep regret for follies past, 
Talents wasted, time mispent ; 
Hearts debas'd by worldly cares, 
Thankless for the blessings lent — 

3 Foolish fears and fond desires, 
Vain regrets for things as vain ; 
Lips too seldom taught to praise. 
Oft to murmur and complain — 

4 These, and every secret fault, 
Fiird with grief and shame w^e own ; ' 
Humbled, at thy feet we lie, 
Seeking pardon from thy throne. 

5 God of mercy ! God of grace ! i 
Hear our sad repentant songs ; 

O restore thy suppliant race, , 
Thou to whom our praise belongs ! 

I ^ TAYLOIt 

^ . ^ 

HYMN CCCyil. Long Metre. . m 
Meekness. 

1 Happy the meek, wdiose gentle breast. 
Clear as the summer's ev'ning ray. 
Calm as the regions of the ,blest. 
Enjoys on earth celestial day. 

2 His lieaitno broken friendships stirig, 
. No storms his peaceful tent invade ; 

He rests beneath th' almighty wing, 
Hostile to none, of none afraid. 

3 Spirit of grace ! all meek and mild. 
Inspire our breasts, our souls possess, 
Repel each passion rude and wild, 
And bless us, as we aim to ble§s» 




HYMN 308, 309. 249 



HYMN CCCVIII. Long Metre. m 
i Death and Resurrection of Christ. 

1 He dies ! the Friend of sinners dies ! 
Lo, Salem's daughters weep around ! 
A solemn darkiiess veils die skies, 

; A sudden trembling shakes the ground. 

2 Come,, saints, and drop a tear or two 
For him who groan'd beneath your load ; 

\ He shed a thousand drops for you, 
' A thousand drops of riclier blood. 

3 Here's love and grief beyond degree ! 
The Lord of Glwy dies for men ! 
But lo, what sudden joys we see, 
Jesus the dead revives again ! 

4 The rising God forsakes the tomb ; 
In vain the tomb forbids his rise : 
Cherubick legions guard him home, 
And shout him welcome to the skies. 

5 Break off j^our tears, ye saints, and tell 
How high our great Deliv'rer reigns ! 
Sing how he spoil'd the hosts of hell, 
And led the monster. Death, in chains ! 

6 Say, live for ever, wondrous King ! 
Born to redeem, and strong to save ; 
Then ask the monster, where's thy sting ? 
And where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave ? 

Watts altered. 

HYMN .CCCIX. Common Metre. b 
Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord. Rev. xiii. 14. 

1 He A R wnac the voice from he^v'n t)roclaims 
t or .11 the pious dead ; 
Sweet IS the savour of their names, 
And soft their dy ing bed. 

I 



250 



HYMN 310. 



2 They sleep ia Jesus, and are bless'd : 

How calm their slumbers are ! . 
From sufferings and from sins released, 
And freed from ev'ry care, 

3 Far from this world of toil and strife, 

They're present with the Lord ; 
The labours of their mortal life 
End in a large reward. 

Watts. 

HYMN CCCX. Long Metre. ^ 
Christian Friendship. 

1 How blest the sacred tie that binds 
In union s^veet according minds ! 
How swift the heav'nly course they run, 
Whose hearts, whose faith, w4iose hopes are 

one ! 

2 To each the soul of each how dear ! 
What jealous love, what holy fear ! 
How doth the gen'rous flame within 
Refine from earth, and cleanse from sin ! 

3 Their streaming eyes together flow 
For human guilt and mortal wo ; 
Their ardent pray'rs together rise 
Like mingling flames in sacrifice. 

4 Together both they seek the place 
Where God reveals liis awful fiice : ^ 
How high, how strong, their raptures swell 
There's none but kindred souls can tell. 

5 Nor shall the glowing flame expire 
When nature droops her sick'ning fire ; 
Then shall they meet in realms above, 
A heiiv'n of joy- — because of love. 

Barbault). 



HYMN 311, 312. 



251 



HYMN CCCXL Common Metre. ^ 

Remember thy Creator in the Days of thy Youth. 
Eccl. xii. 1. 

1 In the soft season of thy youth, 

In nature's smUing bloom, 
Ere age arrive, and trembling wait 
Its summons to the tomb ; 

2 Remember* thy Creator, God ; 

For him thy powVs employ ; 
Make him thy fear, thy love, thy hope, 
Thy confidence, thy joy. 

3 He shall defend and guide thy course 

Through life's uncertain sea : 
Till thou art landed on die shore 
Of blessed eternity. 

4 Then seek the Lord betimes, and choose 

The path of heav'nly truth :^ 
The earth affords no lo^ elier sight, 
Than a religious youth. 

Salisbury Collection. 

HYMN CCCXIL Long Metre. ^ 
The Honse of God. 

1 Lo, God is here ! let us adore. 
And humbly bow before his face : 
Let all within us feel his power, 
Let all within us seek his grace. 

2 Lo, God is here ! him day and night 
Th' united choirs of angels sing : 
To him, enthron'd above all height, 
Heav'n's host their noblest praises bring. 

3 Being of beings ! may our praise 
Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill : 
Still may we stand before thy face, 

' Still hear and do thy sov'reign will. 

Salisbury CollectioB 



252 • HYMN 313, 314. l|f | 

HYMN CCCXIIL Halieiujah Metre. m 
Fruitful Showers, Emblems of the Effects of the GospeL 
Isaiah Iv, 10, 11. 

1 Mark the soft falling snow, 
And the descending, rain ! 

To heav'n, from wheuce it fell^ 

It turns not back again ; 
But waters earth Thro' evVy pore. 
And calls forth all Her secret store* 

2 Array'd in beauteous green 
The hills and vallies shine. 
And man and beast are fed 
By Providence divine : 

The harvest bows Its golden ears. 
The copious seed Of future years. 

3 So, saith the God of grace, 
My gospel shall descend. 
Almighty to effect 

The purpose I intend : 
Millions of souls Shall feel its pow'r, 
And bear it down To miUions more. 

Doddridge. 

HYiMN CCCXIV. Lo7ig Metre, b 
Things below and Things above. Psalm ciii. 15, 16. 

1 Of mortal life, how short the date ! 
Like flow'rs, which in their brightest state 
With gaudy hues the fields adorn, 

But soon by passing storms are torn. 

2 Their boasted beauty reft away, 
How quick the vernal blooms decay ! 
Each in an hour its pride resigns. 
And with'ring in the dust reclines. 

3 So transient is the life of man. 
At most a brief contracted span ; 



HYxMN 315, 316. 253 

It blooms, it fades ; and serves to show 
How vain, how frail are things below. 
4 To things above with fix'd desire 
Then let our better hopes aspire ; 
To realms, where, in eternal day, 
Nor mortals die, nor flow'rs decay. 

Merrick. 

HYMN CCCXV. Long Metre. 
Veni Creator Spiritus. 

1 Oh ! Source of uncreated light I 

By whom the worlds were rais'd from night ; 
Come, visit ev'ry pious mind ; 
Come, pour thy joys on human kind. 

2 Plenteous in grace, descend from tiigh, 
Rich in thy matchless energy : 

From sin and son'ow set us free. 
And make us temples worthy thee. 

3 Cleanse and refine our earthly parts, 
Inflame and sanctify our hearts, 
Our frailties help, our vice control, 
Submit the senses to the soul. 

4 Thrice holy fount ! thrice holy fire ! 
Our hearts with heavenly love inspire ; 
Make us eternal truths receive. 

Aid us to live as we believe. 

5 Chase from otir path each noxious foe, 
And peace, the fruit of love, bestow ; 
And, lest our feet should step astray, 
Protect and guide us in our way, 

. Dryden. 

HYMN CCCXVl. Common Metre, ^ 
The first and second Coming of Christ. 

1 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands ! 
Ye tribes of ev'ry tongue ; 
42 



254 HYMN 317. 



His new-discover'd grace demands 
A new and nobler song. 

2 Say to the nations, Jesus came 

A guilty world to save ; 
From vice and error to reclaim, 
And rescue from the grave. 

3 Let heav'n proclaim the joyful day ; 

Joy through the earth be seen ; 
Let cities shine in bright array, 
And fields in cheerful green. 

4 With pleasure lift your wondering eyes, 

Ye islands of the sea ! 
Ye mountains, sink ; ye vallies, rise ! 
Prepare the Saviour's way. 

5 Behold he comes ! he comes to bless 

The nations from their God ; 
To shew the world his righteousness^ 
And send his truth abroad. 

6 Again he comes, with powVful voice^ 

To wake the numerous dead, 
And call his churches to rejoice 
With their exalted Head. 

7 When He, who is our life, draws near, 

And all his glory view-. 
His faithful servants shall appear 
With him in glory too. 

Watts. 

HYMN CCCXVU. Commori Metre. 5 
The Instability of worldly Enjoyments. 

1 The evils that beset our path, 
Who can prevent or cure ? 
We stand upon the brink of death, 
When most we seem secure. 



HYMN 318. 



255 



2 If we to-day sweet peace possess, 

It soon may be witlidrawn ; 
Some change may plunge us in distress, . 
Before to-morrow's dawn. 

3 Disease and pain invade our health. 

And find an easy prey ; 
And oft, when least expected, wealth 
Takes wings and flies away. 

4 The grounds from w^hich we look for fruit 

Produce us often pain ; 
A worm unseen attacks the root, 
And all our hopes are vain. 

5 Since sin has filPd the earth with wo, 

And creatures fade and die ; 
Lord, wean our hearts from things below,. 
And fix our hopes on high ! 

COWPER. 

HYMN CCCXIVIII. Short Metre. ^ 
Light and Deliverance. 

1 The traveller, lost in night. 

Breathes many a longing sigh, 
And marks the welcome dawn of light, 
\^'lth rapture in his eye. 

2 Thus sweet the dawn of day 

Which weary sinners find, 
4. When mercy with reviving ray 
Beams o'er the fainting mind. 

3 To slaves opprest with chains, 

How kind, how dear the friend. 
Whose gen'rous hand relieves their pains, 
And bids their sorrows end ! 

4 Thus dear that Friend divine. 

Who rescues captive souls ; 



256 HYMN 319. 

Unbinds the galling chains of sin, 
And all its power controls. 

5 My God ! to gospel light 

My dawn of hope I ow^e ; 
Gnce, wand'ring in the shades of night, 
And sunk in hopeless w^o. 

6 Thy hand redeemed the slave, 

And set the prisoner free : 
Be all I am, and all I have, 
Devoted, Lord, to thee ! 

Mrs. Steele, altered. 



HYMN CCCXIX. Common Metre. b 
For a Fast Day. 

1 When Abra'm, full of sacred awe, 

Before Jehovah stood, 
And, with an humble, fervent prayer, 
For guilty Sodom su'd ; 

2 With what success, what wondrous grac6, 

W as his petition crown'd ! 
The Lord v/ould spare, if in the place 
Ten righteous men were found. 

3 And could a single pious soul 

So rich a boon obtain ? 
Good God ! and shall a nation cry, 
And plead with thee in vain ? 

4 Our country, guilty as she is, , ' ^ 

Her numerous saints can boast ; 
See their united prayers ascend ; 
And shall these prayers be lost ? 

5 Are not the righteous dear to thee 

Now% as in ancient times ? 
Or does this sinful land exceed 
Gomorrah in her crimes ? 



HYMN 320. 



257 



6 Still we are thine,' we bear thy name, 

Flere j'et is thine abode : 
Long has thy presence blest our land ; 
Fo'rsake us not, O God ! 

7 O raay our people, rulers, priests, 

Thy choicest blessings share ; 
And know thee by that glorious name, 
" The God who heareth pray'r !" 

West Boston Coll. 



HYMN CCCXX. Long Metre. t) 
Humility, 

1 Wii E R E F R E should man, frail child of clay v 
Who, from the cradle to the shroud, 
Lives but the insect of a day — 

O why should mortal man be proud ? 

2 His brightest visions just appear, 
Then vanish, and no more are found : 
The stateliest pile his pride can rear 

A breath may level with the ground. 

3 By doubt perplexed, in error lost, 
With trembling step he seeks his way : 
How vain of wisdom's gifts the boast ! 
Of reason's lamp, how faint the raj^ ! 

4 Follies and crimes, a countless sum, 
Are crowded in life's little span : 
How ill, alas, does pride become 
That erring, guilty creature, man ! 

5 God of my life. Father divine ! 
Give me a meek and lowly mind : 
In modest worth, O let me shine, 
And peace in humble virtue find/ 



258 HYMN 321. 



HYMN CCCXXI. 7s. Metre. b 
Close of the Year. 

1 While by calm reflection led, 
We review each passing year, ' 
Think how many souls are fled, 
Never more to meet us here ! 

2 Fix'd in an eternal state. 
They have now no cares below ; 
We a little longer wait ; 

But how little, none can know. 

3 Life how frail ! how fleeting breath ! 
Fate stands threatening still in view ; 
And the next dread bolt of death 
May be sent to me of you. 

4 While we speak, and while we hear^ - 
Teach us, Lord, with awe to thinks 
That eternity is near. 

We are standing on the brink. 

5 As the winged arrow flies 
Quick, the destin'd mark to find ; 
As the lightning from the skies 
Darts, and leaves no trace behind : 

6 So our brief and transient days 
To their end speed swiftly on ; 
Soon we pass life's little space, 
Here to-day, to-morrow gone. 

7 Lord, our humble vows receive, 
Pardon of our sins renew ; ^ 
Teach us by thy grace to live, 
With eternity in view. 

8 Bless thy word to young and old ; 
Fill us with a Saviour's love ; 
And, when life's short tale is told, 
Take us to thy bliss above ! 

OIney Hymns. 



HYMN 322, 323. 



259 



HYMN CCCXXIl. Long Metre. b 
Hymn \n Time of War. 

1 While sounds of war are heard around, 
And death and ruin strew the ground ; 
To thee \ye look, on thee we call, 

The Parent and the Lord of all ! 

2 Thou, who hast stamp'd on human kind 
The image of a heav'n-born mind, 
And in a father's wide embrace 

Hast cherished all the khidred race ; , 

3 O see with what insatiate rage 

Thy sons their impious battles wage ; 
How spreads destruction Hke a flood, 
And brothers shed their brothers' blood^! 

4 See guilty passions spring to birth, 
And deeds of hell deform the earth ; 
While righteousness and justice mourn ; 
And love and pity droop forlorn- 

5 Great God ! w^hose powerful hand can bind 
The raging weaves, the furious w^ind, 

bid the human tempest cease, 

And hush the madd'ning \a orld to peace* 

6 With rev'rence may each hostile land 
Hear and obey that high command, 
Thy Son's blest errand from above, 

My creatures, live in mutual love !" 

Aiken. 

HYMN CCCXXIIl. ComniGn Metre. ^ or \y 
Brotherly Kindness from the Precept and Example of 
Christ. 

1 Ye folPwers of the Prince of PeacC; 

Who round his table draw ! , 
Remember what his spirit w^as, 
What his peculiar law. 



260 HYMN 324, 325, , _ 

2 The love, which all his bosom fill'd. 

Did all his actions guide ; 
Inspired by love, he liv'd and taught ; 
Inspir'd by love, he died. 

3 And do you love him? do you feel 

Your warm affections move ? 
This is the proof which he demands, 
That you each other love. ^ 

Birmingham Collection. 

HYMN CCCXXIV. Long Metre. 2£ 
Doxology. « , 

1 From all that dwell below the skies 
Let the Creator's praise arise ! 

Let the Redeemer's name be sung, 
Thro' ev'ry land, by ev'i;y tongue ! 

2 Eternal are thy mercies. Lord ! 
Eternal truth attends thy word : , 
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shor^^ 
Till suns shall rise and set no more. 

Watts. 



HYMN CCCXXV. 8 and 7s, Metre. ^ 
Universal Praise. 

1 Praise to thee, thou great Creator 1 

Praise, to thee from ev'ry >tongue ; 
Join, my soul, with ev'ry creature, 
Join the universal song. 

2 For ten thousand blessings giv'n, 

For the hope of future joy, 
Sound his praise thro' earth and heav'n^ 
Sound Jehovah's praise on high. 

Fawcett 



HYMN 326, 327, 328. 261 



HYMN CCCXXVl, 8 and 7s, Metre. ^ 
Before or after Sermon. 

Lord of nature ! Source of light ! 

In pity view thy world below : 
Guide our erring footsteps rightly. 

Through these scenes of guilt and wo. 

Grant thy Spirit !~By thy kindness 

Let our errors be forgiven : 
Heal our sins, dispel our blindness ; 

Then — conduct us safe to heaven ! 

Galamy. 



HYMN CCCXXVII. 7s. Metre. 
After Sermon. 

1 Thanks for mercies past, receive ; 
Pardon of our sins renew ; 

Teach us, henceforth, how to live, 
With eternity in view. 

2 Bless thy word to old and young ; 
Grant us, Lord, thy peace and love ; 
And, when life's short race is run. 
Take us to thy house above. 



HYMN CCCXXVIII. 8 and 7s. Metre. ^ 
For the Close of publick Worship. 

1 Lord ! dismiss us with thy blessing, 

Hope and comfort from above ; 
Let us, each thy peace possessing, 
Triumph in redeeming love. 

2 Thanks we give and adoration 

For thy gospel's joyful sound : 
. May the fruits of thy salvation 
' In our hearts and lives abound ! 



ASCRIPTIONS AND BENEDICTIONS, 



FOUNDED ON TEXTS OF SCRIPTURE ; TO BE SUNG AT 
THE END OF PSALMS AND HYMNS, IN VARIOUS ME- 
TRES. 

I. 

Common Me7*re. — single. 
Phil. iv. r. 

MAY peace, which from the Lord proceeds, 

Which Christ alone imparts, 
Which human knowledge far exceeds^ 

Preserve and keep our hearts. 

II. 

Psalm xxviii. 9, 
Lord, bless thy people, who to thee 

Do all their safety owe ; 
Feed thou thy flock, and raise them up 

When they are fallen low. 



Unknown. 



III. 
Rev. V. 13. 
Blessing and honour, glory, pow'r, 

By all in earth and heav'n, 
To him who sits upon the throne. 
And to the Lamb be giv'n. 



Tate. 



IV. 

Another. 

To him who sits upon the throne, 

The God whom we adore ; 
And to the Lamb that once was slain. 

Be glory evermore. 

Scotch Paraphrases. 

V. 

Common MErRE. — double. 
Phil. ii. 10, 11. 
Let every creature bow the head 

To God's exalted Son ; 
Since Qod hath rais'd him from the dead, 
And plac'd him on his throne*. 



ASCRIPTIONS, Sec. 



263 



Let every mortal tongue confess 

That Jesus is the Lord ; 
Thus when the Saviour's name we bless. 

The Father is ador'd. 

VL 

Hebrews xiii. 20, 21. 
Now may the God of peace and love. 

Who from the shades of death 
Restor'd the Shepherd of the sheep 

To draw immortal breath, 

Enrich our souls with every grace. 

That we may do his will ; 
And all that's pleasing in his sight, 

Inspire us to fulfil. 

Rippon's Collection, 

VII. 

, Rev. ij 5, 6. 
To him, who wash'd us from our sins 

In his own precious blood ; 
And made us kings and priests, before 

His Father and his God ; 

To him who died and rose again. 

Be glory ever giv'n ; 
And may his v/ide dominion spread 

Throughout the earth and heav'n. 

VIJL 
Rev. v. 9, 10, 

Worthy art thou, who once wast slain, 

To open every seal, 
And from the book of God's decrees 

His counsels to reveal. ) 

Thou hast redeem'd us by thy blood, 

From sin hast set us free, 
Hast made us kings and priests to God, 

And we shall reign with thee. 

Partly from Watts, 



264 



ASCRIPTIONS, &c. 



LONG MEfRE, SINGLE. 

I. 

Matt. xxi. 9. 
HOSANNA* to king DavicVs Son, 
Who reigns on a superior throne ; 
We bless the Prince of heavenly birth. 
Who brought salvation dofwn to earth, 

II. 

1 Tim. i. 17. 
Now to the great eternal King, 
Th' immortal God, we mortals sing ; 
God only wise we glorify, 
Invisible to mortal eye. S. D 

III. 

1 Tim. vi. 15, 16." 
To him who dwells in heavenly light. 
Beyond the reach of human sight. 

The King supreme, the Lord of heaven. 
Be endless praise and honour given. 

IV. 

2 Thess. ii. 16, 17. 
May God the Father, and his Son, 
From whom all love and grace proceed, 
Comfort our hearts, and 'stablish us 

In every virtuous word and deed. 

V. 

LONG MErRE. SIX LINES^ 

Jude, ver. 24, 25. 
To him whose wisdom, love and power 
Preserves us in temptation's hour, 
Who will present our souls complete 
Before the glory of his seat ; 
To God, our Saviour, only wise, 
Let songs of praise and honour rise. 

♦ The word Hosanna signifies, Save, we beseech thee 
it is an ascription of honour to Christ as our Saviour. 




ASCRIPTIONS, &c. 



265 



All Sevens Metre, 
2 Cor. xiii. 14. 
May the grace of Clirist our Saviour, 
And the Father's boundless love, 
With the Holy Spirit's favour, 
Rest upon us from above. 

Newton. 

Short' Met're, 
I. 

Rom. xvi. 25, 27. 

To God the only wise, 

Who keeps us by his word. 
Be glory now and evermore. 

Through Jesus Christ our Lord. 

II. 

2 Cor. xiii, 14. 
The grace of Christ our Lord, 

The Father's boundless love, 
The Spirit's blest communion, too, 

Be with us from above, 

III. 

Mat. xxi. 9 — John i. 14. 
HosANNA to the Word, 

Who from the Father camd ; 
Ascribe salvation to the Lord, ^ 

And ever bless his name. 

Hallelujah Mstre. 
I. 

1 John iv. 19— Gal. iii. 13— Col. i. 12. 

To him who iQv'd us first. 
Before the world began. 
To him who bore the curse 
To save rebellious man : 
To him who forms 

Our souls for heaven, 
Be endless praise 
And glory given. 

Watts, 

4S 



266 ASCRIPTIONS, &c. 



Mat. xxi. 9— Acts v. 13— Phil. ii. 11. 

HosANNA to the King 

Of David's royal blood ; 1^1 
Behold, he comes to bring- 

Forgiv^ing grace from God ; 1 
Upon his head 1 
Shall honours rest, I 
And ev'ry tongue | 
Pronounce him blest. 

Watts, 

III. 

Heb. i. 6.— Rev. V. 11, 12. 

With angels round the throne, 
And saints who dwell above, 
We join -to pr aise the Son, 
And sing his wondrous love. 
Worthy the Lamb, 

Who once was slain, 
O'er heav'n and earth 
To live and reign. 

lY. 

1 Cor. XV. 47— Col. i. 18— Acts v. 31, 
To Christ the Lord from heav'n, 
- The first-born from the dead ; 
The Prince of life, be glory giv'n, 
And wide his kingdom spread : 
Through earth's extent 

His honours raise ; 
And all consent 
His name to praise. 

SINC^l the death of my brother, the late Dr. John 
Clarke, I think I am at liberty to say, that many of the 
variations and additions in this Collection of Psalms and 
Hymns, were either made or suggested by him : that 
the alteration of the 149th Psalm was altogether his 
own ; and that the whole work passed under his critical 
eye and correcting hand before it went to the press. 
For this, and for many other acts of Christian friendship, 
his memory will ever be precious to me. 

J.B. 

May 31, J798. 



INDEX to the Matter of each PSALM and HYMN. 



P. stands for Psalm, h. for Hymn. The figures refer not to 
the Pag^s, but to the number of each Psalm and Hymny 
A. 

ABRAHAM, the Promise to him fulfilled, p 105 
extended to the Gentiles, h 74, 111 
Adam the first and second, p 8. h 291 
Adoption, h 35 

Affliction, p 119, l2th part, 14th part 

the cure of folly, h 164 

Divine Goodness in, h 190 

Submission to, h 214 
Age, Consolations of, p 71. h 55 
American Revolution, p 75 
Angels, their Ministry to Christ, h 211 

Song, h 104 

Worship, p 103, 4th part. 

B. 

BAPTISM, by Immersion, h 1:27 

of Infants, h 111, 159, 221, 252 
Beatitudes, h 37 
Better part, h 36 

Blessings, Spiritual, p 81, 106. h 107 

and Temporal, p 139, 4th part 

Body Frail, h 147 

wonderfully made, p 139, 5th part 
C. 

CANAAN, heavenly, p 107 

Lost, p 95 
Catholicism, h 148 
Captivity, p 137 

Charity, p 37, 41, 112. h 39, 121, 135, 145, 192 

Greater than Faith or Hope, h 149 
Child, Death of, h 152, 228 
Children devoted to God, h 252 

Religious education of, p 78 

Christ's regard to, h 221 
CHRIST, his Ascension, p 24, 68. h 17, 105 

Seen of Angels, h 211 

Branch of David, h 6 

Bread of Life, h 151 

Bridegroom of the Church, p 45 

bis Cross our glory, h 21, 274t 

his Commission, h 101, 253 

his Compassion, h 1"8, 182, 292 

his Conquest and Triumph, h 163, 259 



268' INDEX. 
CHRIST, his first and second coming", h 316 

his Death and Resurrection, h 308 

his Eternity, p 102, 294 

his Exanfiple p 109. h 14, 167 

his Exaltation^ p 2. h 17, 62 

his Gentleness, h 251 , 

his Grace and Glory, h 187 

the Head of his church, h 139 

his Humiliation, h 239 

the Image of God, h 244 

his Incarnation, h 22 

his intercession, h 185 

his Invitation, h 46 

his Kingdom, p 2, 72, 98. h 194 

the King of saints, h 48 

the Lamb of God, h 30, 44 

our Life, h 271, 280 

the Light of the world, h 301 

his Mission and Sacrifice, p 40 

the Morning star, h 6 

his Nativity, h 31, 104, 223, 282 

his Obedience to death, p 69 

his Offices and Names, h 140 

Opening the sealed book, h 9 

precious in life and death, h 133 

his Pre-existence, and incarnation, h 27 

his Priesthood, p 110. h 188 

the Physician of the soul, h 50 

a Prince and Saviour, h 62 

his Resurrection, p 2, 16. h 2, 17, 29, 105 

Salvation by him, p 85. h 138 

the same yesterday, to-day and forever, h 294 

a Shepherd, h 247 

the Sight Of him in heaven, h 51 

the Spirit *;is gifr p 68, 72 

our Strength and righteousness, p 71 

his Sufferings and glory, p 22, 69. h 126 

the Sun of rig-'v -sness, p 19. li 87 

the Supreme beauiy, h 225 

his Victory and dominion, h 264 

the Victory of his death, h 17, 105 
^ the Way to God, h 130 

ihe Wisdom of God, h 222 
Christian's Farewell, h 295 
R ice, h 25, 175 
Church, the Birth-place of Saints, p 87 

the Bride of Christ, p 45, h 137 



INDEX. 269 
Church Jewish and Christian compared, p 132 
its Glory and defence, n 95 
our safety and d-jlight, p 27, 93. h HO, 198 
Citizen of Z ion, p 15 
Colonies planted and punished, p 107 
Common Mercies, h 90 
Compassion and Forgiveness, h 121 

for Sinfal men, p 119, 5th part 
Complaint and hope, p 143 
Communion with Christ, h 258 

with God, h 203, 210 
Condescension of Goci, p 8, 113. h 250 
Confession and pardon, p 32. h 174 [275 
Confidence in God, p 7, 18, 27, 28, 31, 34, 52, 56, 57, 146. h 89, 
Conscience, Testimony of, h 243 

Peace of, h 283 
Consolation in Christ, h 138 
in Death, p 38 
in Providence, p 77 
Conviction of sin, h 154 
Contrite heart, h 206 
Corruption, Moral, p 12, 14^ 53 
Contentment, p 131 

Covenant of Grace, p 89. h 129, 169, 236 
Creation Old and New, p 8. h 20, 217 

and Providence, p 33. h 61, 85, 132, 160 
Creatures vain and God all sufficient, p 33, 62 

their voice proclaiming God, p 104. 
D. 

DARKNESS, walking in, h 103 
Death, p 38, 39, 88, 89, 90. h 158 

the End of the Christian's course, h 49, 238 

and the Resurrection, h 287 

Triumph over, h 15, 270, 309 
Decency, h 33 
Devotion, h 284 

by day and night, p 1, 134 
Direction, Divine, asked, p 25 
Discipline, Fatherly, h 108, 273 
Distress relieved, p 31, 40, 126, 142 

Faith in Time of, h 224 
. Doubts and fears suppressed, p 3 
Doxology, h 324. 

E. 

ENEMIES, Complaint against, p 120 

DeUverance from, p 54, 59, 70, 124, 126, 140 

43* 



270 



INDEX, 



Enemies, Love to, p 109. Ii 66 
Envy cured, p 37 
Evening-, p 4. h 125, 201 

F. 

FAITH correcting impatience, p 55 

Encourag-ed, p 9 

Living and Dead, h 166 

in the Names of God, h 226 

in the Promise of Salvation, h 28 

in the Redeemer's. sacrifice, h 161 

in a Time of distress, h 224 • ^ 

Triumphant, h 286 

Walking by, h 63 
Family duties and blessings, p 128 
religion, p 101 
' Fast In war, p 20, 44. h 319 
Fear of God,' h 82 

Feast, Gospel, h 114, 118, 234, 299 
Forgiveness sought, p 25 , 

to debtors, h 121 

to enemies, h 66 
Fortitude, h 13 
Friendship, Christian, h 310 
Funeral thought, li 99. 

G. 

GOD, his all-seeing eye, p 139, 2d pt. 6th pt 
All sufficient, p 33, 62, 73 
his Approbation of the Just, p 2 
liis care of his people, p 76 
his Compassion to sinners, h 182 
his Condescension, p 8, 113. h 250 
oar Creator, p 139, 3d part, h 172 
his Eternity, p 90 
Exalted above all praise, h' 58 
his Eternal counsels, h 141 

his Faithfulness, h 111. 159 [254, 296 

his Goodness, p 36,56,57, 66, 68,145, 146.h 59, 83, 158 
His Greatness and goodness, p 86 ^ 
his Grace in Christ, h 218 
his Holiness and sovereignty, p 93, 97 
his Incomprehensibility, h 41, 42 
his Justice, p 11, 18, 68 h 117 
V Known by his works, p 19, 136. h 92 
his Majesty, p 29 
his Mercy in judgment, p 103 
his various Names, h 226 



INDEX. 



.271 



GOD, his Name proclaimed to Moses, h 19 

his Perfections and works, p 111, 136, 145 

our portion and hope, p 73, h 128 

his Power, p 66, 93, 145. h 117 

his Presence mortifying us to the world, h 4S 

his Regard to our weakness, p 103 

our Shepherd,p 23 

the Searcher of hearts, p 139, 6th part 

Transforming vision of, p 17 

his Unity and sovereignty, p 135. h 54 

his Unchangeableness, p 102, 106. h 86 

his Universal presence, p 139, 1st part 

his Wisdom, p 111, 139, 3d pt. h 8, 254 
Good out of Evil, h 202 
Gospel, not ashamed of it, h 122 

Blessed, p 89. h 131 

its Excellency, h 75 

its Power and triumph, h 163, 313 

its Success, h 65, 88 
Grace and Glory, p 97 
Gratitude, p 91- h 57, 78, 170, 266, 267 
Grave destroyed, h 262 
Gravity in deportment, h 33. 

H. 

HAPPINESS in God, p 3 

and Misery, p 1, 37 
Heaven, p 24. h 45, 47, 180, 238 

Longing for, h 193 
Holiness, p 34, 119. 10th and 11th pts. h 229 
Hope, p. 43, h 173, 230, 293 
House of prayer, h 84, 312 
Humility, p 131. h 73, 250, 320 
Hypocricy, p 50. h 76, 248 
Hymn, before or after Sermon, 326 

after Sermon, 327 

close of Public Worship, 328 
1. 

IDOLATRY, p 115, 135 

Ignorance of man, h 32 

Imitation of God's goodness, h 83 

Impatience, p ^55 - ' v 

Influence Divine, h 171, 315 

Insurrection, p 64 

Intemperance, p 107, 3d pt 

Intercession of Christ, h 185 

lavitotion to communion, h 10, 21, 114, 118, 134, ^34, 259 
ofM^rcy, U 



272 



INDEX. 



Israel's Journey, p 106, 107, 1 st pi. 114 
J. 

JACOB'S vow,h 205 
Jerusalem, New, li 165 

Joy, Heavenly, h 47 1 
and Gratitude, h 57 | 
Jubilee, h 40, 162 y f 

Judgment, Final, p 50. li 279 ? 
Justice, h 120 I 
of God, p 18. 

K. 

KINGDOM of Christ, p 98. h 194, 264 
Knowledge of God, p 119, 9th part. 

L. 

Law and Gospel, h 235 

Life, its shortness, p 90. h 116, 231,314 

its Value, h 153 
Lightand Deliverance, h 318 
Looking at things unseen, h 288 

Lord's Day, p 5, 19, 63, 92, 118, 122. h 2, 18, 24, 157, 26:1 
Prayer, h 66 

Supper, h 134, 242, 258, 260 
Love, Brotlierly, p >33 Ii 72, 196 

mutual of Christians, h 323 * 
of God to the Church, h 186 
to God, h 9r--and man, h 249, 303 
^ to the Saviour, ardent, h 52 

M. 

MAGISTRATES warnerl, p 82, 94 
Marriage, p 128 h 177, 289 
of the Lamb, h 10 
Meditation, h 168 
Meekness, 1) 108, 307 
Mercy before sacrifice, 1; 248, 281 
Michael and the Dragon, b 146 
Ministers ordained, h 70, 237^ 253. See Gospel 

Watchmen, h'l07 

their death, h 115, 184 

their Fidelity rewarded, h 237 

their Sickness, h 204 ^ 
Moderation, h 96 
Morning, h 201 
Mortification, h 43 

Mose3 and the Lamb, Song^ of, h 109 
and Christj h 



INDEX. 



273 



N. 

NATIONAL blessings, p 85 
Nature, Beauties of, p 147. h 12 

God of, h 92 

and Scripture, p 19 

Voice of, p 19;h 158, 241 -WA 
New Birth, h 261. 

O. 

OBEDIENCE, p 22. h 195 
Obligations and Privileges, h 53 
Oppression, p 10 
Ordinances h 26 

P. 

PARDON, p 130. h 113, 276 

Patience, h 212 

Peace and consolation, h ^13 

and Plenty, p 144 

and W ar, p 46 
Penitence, h 306 
Persecution, p 83. h 1 
Pillar in the heavenly Temple, h 7 
Poor in Spirit, h 297 
Praise from all Creatures, p 148 

without ceasing h 79 

to Christ, h 30, 93 

for Deliverance, p 116 

for Divine Goodness, p 68, 100, 103, 136, 146. h 124 
Praise Universal, p 47, 67, 96, 108, 117, 138, 150. h 325 
Prayer, p 95 

Heard, p 30, 66, 102 

Importunate, h 209 

Universal, h 67 
Preparation for Worship, h 64 \ 
Pride, h 12 

Prisoners relieved, p 107 
Privileges and Obligations, h 53 
Prodigal Son, h 34 

Promise to Believers and their Children, h 159, 252 
Prosperity and Adversity, h 216 

Dangerous, p 73 h 179 

from God, p 127 
Protection Divine, p 90, 91, 121, 138, 144, 256, 257 

in Foreign Countries, h 106 
Providence, p 36, 61, 65, 74, 104, 136. h 81, 160 

Ancient, p 77 

in convulsions of the world, h 305 
its Justice p 11 



274 



INDEX. 



Providence Mysterious, h 80 

over Man and Beast, h 232, 254 
Prudence, h 68, 2U8 

Q. 

QUICKENING Grace, p 119, 13th part 
R. 

RACE, Christian, h 25, 175 
Rain, p 65, 104, 135. h 69 

Divine influence compared to, p 72 
Reanimation, p 88. h 285 
Recovery from sickness, p 30, 118. h 155 
Redemption, h 136 
Relief from distress, p 31 
Religion vain without Love, h 91 

Gratitude its spring", h 170 

its Pleasures, h 278 

in Youth, h 94, 311 
Repentance, p 32, 51, 119, 3d pt. 130. h 34, 113, 293 

and hope, h 173, 276 
Reproof, Brotherly, p 141 
Resignation?, p 91. h 202, 231 

in Death, h 265 
Rest to v eary souls, h 46 
Resolutions, Holy, p 119 11th pt. h 3 
Resurrection, p 17, 71, 89. h 38, 112, 287 

of Christ, p 16 h 2, 17, 29, 105 

of the Martyrs, h 240 
Retirement, h 168, 304 
Reverence of God, p 99 
Revolution, American, p 75 
Riches, their vanity, p 49 
Rig-nteous, their happiness, p 1, 37, 106 
Rulers, wicked, p 94 

S. 

SABBATH, eternal, h 157 
Safe^> In Godj p 61. See Confidence 
Sa'-nt? reparted, their blessedness, h 98 
S&jvacian, p 85, 118. h 28 

b% Grace, h 189, 220 
Savages, Deliverance from, p 59 
Scripture . See word of God 
Seaman's Prayer, p 104, 2d pt. 107, 4th pt. h 106 
Seasons, changing, p 147, 148 
fruitful, p 65. h 69 
Sel^ dependence, h 81 

examination, p 26. h 246 



'NDEX. 

Serpent, Brazen, h 227 
Shepherd, God's character, p 23 

Christ's character, h 247 
Sickness, p 6, 30. h 176 
Sinai and Sion,,h 183, 233 
Sincerity, p 18 h 150 

and Hypocrisy,^ h 76 
Sons of God, h'l81 
Spirit of God, p 68, 72. h 60 

its Influences, h 277 
Spiritual blessings and punishments, p 81 
Spring, h 119, 268 
Storm. See Thninder 
Strength and joy, p 138 

from God, h 269 
Submission, p 123. h 11, 178, 200, 214 
Syro-Phenician woman, h 5 

T. 

TABLE in the wilderness, p78 
Te Deum, h 197 
Tempest. See Thunder 
the Last, h 279 
Temptation, p 13. h 23 
Thanksgiving, p 18, 78, 149 
Thief, Penitent, h 290 
Thirsting after God, h 272 
Thunder, p 29, 104, 1st part, 135. li 143, 156 
Time redeemed, h 77, 207 
Treasure in earthen vessels, h 115 
Trial and Safety, p 125 

of Virtue, h 215 
Truth, h 123 

Tyrants and Oppressors, p 58. 

U. 

UNBELIEF, p 95 
Uncharitablejudgment, h 8 
Union of Christ and his church, h 137 
Universal prayer, h 67. 

V. 

VICTORY, p 18 

over Death, h 270 

and Dominion of Christ, h 264 
Vineyard of God, p 80 
Virtues of a Christian, p 15, 119, 1st part 

Trial of, h 215 
Vision of the Lamb, h 9 



276 INDEX. 
Volume of Nature and Scripture, p 19 
W. 

WAR, p 20, 44, h 322 
and Peace, 46. 
Disappointment in, p 60 
Devastation of, p 79 
Warrior Christian, h 102 
Watchfulness and Prayer, h 4 

and Repropf, p 141 
Wicked, their misery, p 1, 37 
Winter, p 147, 148, h 191 
Wisdom Divine, h 61 

Voice of, h 100, 255 
Ways of, hi 99 
Word of God, Delight in it, p 119, 6th 7th 8th parts 
its Excellency, p 19 h 71, 142 
Instruction from it, p 119, 4th'part 
Works, Good, p 16, 37 , 
World, Vanity of, h 317 

Worship, Publick, p 42, 48, 63, 65, 84, 89, 95, 99, 122. h 64- 
YEAR, New, h 16, 56, 219 * ! 

last day of, h 321 
Youth, pi 19, 2d part. 

Z. 

ZEAL, true and false, h 300 
Zion.^ its beauties and pleasures, p 138. 



OCCASIONAL PSALMS AND HYMNS. 
ASCENSION day, p 24, 68. h 17, 105 
Christmas, h 31, 104, 223, 282 
Communion, h 21, 114, 118, 126, 132, 134, 161, 234, 236 

242, 258,260, 274,299 
Easter, p 2, 16. h % 17, 29, 105 
Good Friday, p 22, 69. h 126, 274 
Humane Society See Reanimatlon 
Ordination, See Ministers 
Whitsunday, p 68, 72. h 60, 278 



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